meet peanut.

the new man in my life. Earlier this week I was off work on a weekday with nothing in particular to do, so I decided I would drop by the local pet store (not a good idea when you're alone, bored and have $ in the bank). Before I could say Lady & the Tramp I had a white, green and yellow cockatiel sitting on my shoulder with the pet store owner telling me he had been abandoned and needed a good home to go to. I was sold. I am such a sucker and that pet salesman knew it when I walked in. Oh well, you only live once, right?? I was due for a good deed to society.

Now I am not so alone... or am I? I think that's the deceiving thing about animals, I was driving home tonight and was kinda bummed cause I knew I would be in bed before my roommate got home, then I remembered peanut and got so excited because I am not so alone. Now that I am home with Peanut I realize I am still very much alone, but now I am alone with a bird on my shoulder. Honestly, loneliness creates crazy animal lovers. I can't help but talk to the only other breathing being in the room, it just so happens that it's a bird. I guess this is sort of my confession of turning into the crazy animal lady... or maybe it's my justification. Oh well... call me crazy. He's cute, doesn't make lame comments and is always around when I want to hang out, I'll gladly take the brand of animal lover if it means I get a bit of company.