Friday, September 9, 2011

We had a parrot when I lived at my grandmother's.  His/her-we weren't sure-name was Peter (we guessed it was a male).  He lived in a cage in the basement kitchen.  He whistled and called our dog and he would call me too.  He sounded exactly like my grandmother.
 
221.  The White Stag-Seredy
 
222.  Thimble Summer-Enright
 
223.  Secret Sea-White
 
224.  Call it Courage-Sperry
 
225.  The Matchlock Gun-Edmunds
 
226.  Johnny Tremain-Forbes
 
227.  Rabbit Hill-Lawson
 
228.  Strawberry Girl-Lenski
 
229.  Miss Hickory-Baily
 
230.  Mr. Wind and Madam Rain-DeMusset
 

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