"What should I say about you, Theta? Hey Theta, don't fly! Do you want to read a book? Do you?"
"Yes, I do," said Theta.
"What book do you want to read?"
"One about flying."
"I want to fly. Don't you, Theta? Fluffball! Oops, she pooped."
"Theta wants to write something; she's climbing on
That's why the spacing looks so funny."
"Now she's asking for food; she's licking the Num Lock key with her tongue."
"Yum...I think F10 tastes better than Num Lock."
"Have you ever heard of a begging bird that can type?"
"Now I think I'll try to put on Scroll Lock+33333333333333333336666666666666666"
"Did I do all that? Wow! Look at me! I'm a typing birdie!"
"Well, it's time for Theta to say goodbye. She was going to read, remember? Say goodbye, Theta."
"hffffrssgfyp." (Theta walked across the keyboard)
By the way, Theta is
a 8++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ week old cockatiel.
"Stop it, Theta, I'm tryna write! Ok, Theta, let's
go read. No, don't fly! Now you're stretching
"Let's get Tim to take our picture....shall we?"
SOS SAVE OUR SHIP! what