I'm a Winner!

Hi This is Petrie!! I'm starting to get better at this computer-thing. But mommy still needs to type for me. Cuz if I typed it would look like this:

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Hard to read? I thought so! So I just tell mommy what to say and she types.

Well at the thing (I think its called a bird show) I won a big shiny gold trophy, and a pretty red ribbon. I came in first in the pet bird appearence catagory! Cool huh? I also am going to be in a newspaper with mommy, cheekie and my prizes! The competition was fearsome. A huge mullocan cockatoo named Cuddles thought she would win. She said she was so pretty! The pearl-pied cockatiel didn't say much. I was a very happy little conure when I won. I'm certainly glad that nice bird breeder who clipped my wings didn't enter her pineapple green cheek babies, they could have beaten me! But if they entered I still would have beaten them anyways.  I'm so pretty! Mommy says those baby green cheeks were $600, whatever that means. She says it's a lot of money. What's that? I came on to fluffies.org and when I looked at Picasso the cockatoo's diary, he said the money stuff was what our humans used to swap for toys and treats. Hmmm...

Well my housemate cheekie (we live in the same house. We aren't really biological brothers so I couldn't really say brother. But what does biological mean? Mommy said I should put that there) Was all mad that he didn't win, so mommy bought him a handmade happy hut. He seemed to think it was ok but was afriad of it! Mommy got me a travel cage. She had to take me in a cage that was used for the birdsitter's and for going outside in. The new travel cage is much smaller and better. Mommy said there was a baby fiery-shoulder there! I couldn't get to see him. Oh well. I got to talk to a Jardine's anyway. We each ate a potato chip (just a little bit, mommy said they make us chubby and sick) and we each ate a grape which was yummy! Cheekie almost snagged a bite of chocolate cupcake, luckily mommy saw him. She said chocolate kills birdies. But it looks so yummy and people love it! He said that he just wanted a taste of icing, but we didn't belive him.

I'm going to end this diary page now because I'm getting a little sleepy now. ok, goodbye until next time!

Yours truely,

Petrie and some help from mommy