*dutifully scrubbing cage crate and tray on the floor while her Highness watches from on top of the cage, adding to my slave chores by shredding an egg carton*
"You know, Jacko, I don't suppose *you* could learn to clean your house? I spend so many hours down here on my knees scrubbing bird poop...gods this is a labour of love huh? You're darn lucky I love you
*gets clunked in the head with chewed up egg carton*
"Did you..." *looks up to see Jacko peering down at me, beak still agape from the throw*
"...." *Jacko laughs and walks away*
*sighs* "The things we do for love....





