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Hey there Linda, Thanks for thinking of me. I have been ill for some time now and for the life of me it doesn't seem to want to get any better, but I am sure that it will eventually.
I wanted to get together with Lissa while she was down here in my area even if only for an hour or so but in the last 2 days (the only ones I could have done this on) we have had freak Thunderstorms and those wrecked havoc with my head thinking it would split any moment. I have been hiding under my covers to keep the light out and the noise down and just generally doing a lot of praying that it would either stop hurting or someone would mercifully shoot me.
Something to do with Sinus disease and barometric pressure and brainfarts and stuff like that.
I can come out of my "cave" for a few moments at a time and this, as I am typing this, is one of them.
Just enough to check on the birds and check messages and then back to bed and la-la land.
If and when I am able to return back to the land of the living I will sit and write a little something longer and update everyone on Ruby and Gracie.
Thanks again for thinking of us.
Much love coming your way
Mike
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For thirty years he talked in feathered pride
For thirty years he talked before he died.
You say that parrots do not really know
The meaning of the words they speak? Just so,
I grant you that you may be right - but then,
Do men? Theodore Stephanides
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