Beginnings
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I got the call from Omar’s one afternoon at work. They had just received a baby Grey and I was next on the list. Was I interested? Interested?! I don’t think I bothered to tell Arthur I was leaving until I was halfway to the pet store. Most breeders will separate the mother from her
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My all-time favorite African Grey story may be more legend than truth, but it is a fun one all the same. As the story goes, the owner leaves her Grey with a friend for a couple of months. During his extended stay, the Grey listens in on numerous phone calls between the friend and some
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I had a severe test of my character the other day. I was on a ministry call, and I often wander around the house when I am on the phone. There is, apparently, a direct connection between the movement of my feet and the firing of synapses in my noggin. Well, I happened to stop
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It all began with Muffin. Muffin was (and possibly still is) a sweet tempered Blue Fronted Amazon parrot. I have carefully sifted through all of my memories of her and can’t bring up a single one of her biting me. Never fear, however. I have been bitten enough times in subsequent years to make up
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Every end has a beginning on both sides. It is those transition periods that can be the most challenging. A whole lot of our endings overwhelm the beginning that happens – or COULD happen at the same time. Sometimes we wrestle for weeks, months, or even years before we can let go of the end
Beyond the Horizon 