Work: Being sick I haven't worked the majority of my life.
Hometown(s): I've lived all over this great country.
Quote: Every morning is like Christmas morning, I never know what body part will hurt the worst until I get up and moving. It's always a surprise, just like the presents Santa leaves are.
My most uttered quote is: I hate my guts .. and they hate me! (Said as I'm rushing to the potty of course.)
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Elmo is quite the bird. When we got him he had been living a horrible exsistance in a family that pretty much ignored him and gave their time to their older cockie who whistled better. That older bird was mean! He pulled all of Elmo's neck feathers off to the point some of them will never grow back in. He ate most of the food too, leaving only a little for Elmo. Elmo's breastbone could be seen he was so malnourished. :( As you can see, he's filled out nicely now that he's with us.
They had named Elmo 'Bird' which I thought was lame, so I changed his name to Elmo and he took right to it. He doesn't talk much, but can say 'Cleo' plain as day. If she leaves his sight when on my shoulder, he will sit and call her name over and over until we are back where he can see her. It's so cute. He loves her soooo much.