My lovely wife Rose Ann spends valued time with her new love "Mac".
Last night I sat and watched her as she worked her wonders trying to win "Macs" heart.
Mac is a badly abused BG Macaw, he is crippled and can no longer fly.
I hope you enjoy these photos I took.
Rose takes Mac outside everyday and plays with him, she will walk from one end of the deck
to the other with treats for Mac, she gets him to walk, she says "he needs the exercise".
You can see Macs badly damaged wing.

And his "Good Wing".

He is so awesome.

Pickles, out for some sun.

How about some "sugar" mom, kiss kiss kiss.

Oh Mom!, your hair needs to be fluffed up a little.

Rose Ann with "Rachel", you know (my Cat)...

Its time for some swinging and love'n.
We sat down to eat supper, (I cooked this evening), I watch her begin to cut up this and that
and take some to each of our kids before she will sit down to eat her meal.
They come first.
Me, well I do the same, but I have 3 birds close by, Sammy on his perch, Tanks eats
right off my plate, and Athena on the back of my chair.
Our birds are our children, each has a history of abuse, they have a story to tell.
Rose Ann and I have spent many many years "listening to there stories".
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