Feathers in a Fluster

I am PISSED! Over an animal!
NO ONE HURTS MY ANIMALS!!

So we got birds yesterday. Parakeets. A little yellow girl named Chanel. A little blue boy named Voodoo. All was good. We took them home, they stayed the night, got used to the house....then today came, and so did Tristan...

The little hellion child tore off the tail feathers of my daughter's brand new parakeet. I am pissed. The little fucker was going in Voodoo but he hid. Thank Goodness. He actually got ONE off of Voodoo but poor Chanel is tail-featherless. I bet she feels so horrible. Not to mention the sore butt.

(I looked it up and they will grow back in 5-7 weeks but still...)

I am so over this kid. I can not stand him. I am at the point to where I am actively looking for an apartment so I can move out by the end of this week. Seriously.

And it's not just that. But that is the straw that broke the camel's back. I will get a team of people to move me out in a day. BAM!!

No more filthy roommate, no more demon child, no more compromise. No!