I looked down at my sheet… head injury with disorientation and anger. I laughed to myself, of course I would get the injury where I was supposed to act crazy. … More Simulated Attack and the Pale Evaluator
These weren’t just any normal Birds, these we’re wild cockatiels that had never been handled before. My sister Tess was terrified and latched onto Dad’s waist. I was skeptical… as usual. … More Acquiring a Murderous Bird
The spider had made its move and began phase one of its assault. Mom was completely unaware that the only thing that stood between she and death was the thin windshield. … More One of the Times My Mother Tried to Kill Me
