So I went round to my buddy Roy's the other night celebrate his return after an absence. We watched the painfully average performance from England, but hey at least we didn't lose.
After some drinks I ended up sleeping on the sofa. Then in the morning I could feel something crawling up me. My first reaction was a spider and I was just about fling off the covers and dance around the room while screaming like a girl, when I decided to look before I leapt. Luckily for Roy's Budgie Petey I did.
There he was just cocking his head back and forth and clicking away. Kind of brings a whole new meaning to waking up next to a strange bird!
