Was chasing Cobalt and he ran out onto the patio. As I came around through the back door, he was standing by his boxy, looking towards me with crazy eyes. He trilled and turned to hop into the box, but miscatulated the distance and sort of... fell into the box flap, embarrassing himself!
I grabbed his peacock feather and started waving it around the box for him. He was energetically batting at it and grabbing it with his mouth. He pulled it from my hand and I went to smush his little leggy butt (I can't resist; it's so cute.) He went to nom on my hand, but the peacock feather came along with. With a wide open mouth, the feather was held perfectly horizontal (like a bone) in between his mouth... and my hand!
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