Casey renamed the place The Sanctuary . No more cages. No more sales. Just warm perches, open windows, and a sign on the door that said: Come sit. Stay awhile. The birds have flown home, but we’re still here.
No one wanted exotic birds anymore. The internet had taught people that parrots screamed, cockatoos destroyed furniture, and macaws lived longer than marriages. The cages were half-empty. The bank sent letters in red envelopes. The landlord had stopped calling and started filing paperwork. casey from paradise birds
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