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Dad: Hi Fluffles, and how are we today?
Fluffles: OUTSIDE IS COLD!
Dad: Who wants food?
Fluffles: OUTSIDE IS COLD!
Dad: And let's get you some fresh water...
Fluffles: OUTSIDE IS COLD!
Dad: Hay in the nesting box needs to be replaced...There we go.
Fluffles: OUTSIDE IS COLD!
Dad: And some scraps and leftovers for you! Have a pear.
Fluffles: OUTSIDE! COLD!
(Outside is not cold so much as wet, a distinction I fear is lost on Fluffles as she paces about demanding the world remake itself to be more pleasing to her. She can get loud, but it's not the same piercing loud of the rooster. I hadn't realized just how much he was harassing her until we got rid of him and she returned to her normal shouty self.)
Fluffles: OUTSIDE IS COLD!
Dad: Who wants food?
Fluffles: OUTSIDE IS COLD!
Dad: And let's get you some fresh water...
Fluffles: OUTSIDE IS COLD!
Dad: Hay in the nesting box needs to be replaced...There we go.
Fluffles: OUTSIDE IS COLD!
Dad: And some scraps and leftovers for you! Have a pear.
Fluffles: OUTSIDE! COLD!
(Outside is not cold so much as wet, a distinction I fear is lost on Fluffles as she paces about demanding the world remake itself to be more pleasing to her. She can get loud, but it's not the same piercing loud of the rooster. I hadn't realized just how much he was harassing her until we got rid of him and she returned to her normal shouty self.)
