You'd Think I Was A Cat After The Canary

Something is up with those birds.
If I'm not careful, Howard's going to get mad at me for 'killing his birds.'
Or at least injuring them.
But seriously. How can he blame me.
They're the ones throwing themselves willly nilly against the glass and bars.
I think I'm going to give them a couple of days of rest before I 'terrify' them again and finally finish cleaning those stupid cages!
I'll just switch to the cat cages for a while. *shudders* Not looking forward to that either. I hate the smell of cat litter.

Karen<3