Dad kept hiding pine nuts in the pages of this magazine and letting Edgar root around for them.
(Edgar cannot be released to the wild due to an injury. He now works as an ambassador bird and general household nuisance.)
Edgar has added to his vocalizations since I last saw him! He used to only say “oh wow” in a really sarcastic voice and to mimic the trill of a screech owl. Now he also screams “WHAT?!” and mumbles “what a WHOPPER!”
It was hysterically funny discussing politics with him in the room. We’d mention some new scandal and he’d randomly interject with cries of astonishment.
Please let Edgar know that I love him
Edgar has graced my dash twice today and I learned something new each time. I too love him.
I love everything about this, most of all the fact that you named him Edgar because it makes me think of Poe’s “The Raven” immediately
Why is LARP so much more taboo than historical reenactment why is pretending you’re a wizard less socially acceptable than pretending you’re a confederate
This…is…a decent question.
I agree. I’d much rather have wizards running around than confederates…
