“...how crazy things have to get before I ended up drooling all over a strait jacket with my name on it at Happyville Manor.”

“...how crazy things have to get before I ended up drooling all over a strait jacket with my name on it at Happyville Manor.”

“The raven settled back. “Dog is Cordi.” “Said that.” Percy took flight from Kate’s shoulder and landed next to the raven. “First.” Copernicus swatted the parrot with a wing. Percy ducked his head, feathers fluffing, and twisted, bumping the other bird with his rear. David intervened before a bird brawl broke out in earnest. “Enough, you two.”