Over the next week we all grew to love Guava.
Guava was a very nice bird.
Unfortunately, on the seventh day Guava flew into a ceiling fan.
Also very unfortunately, that ceiling fan was swirling around very fast.
Guava is no longer with us.
Guava died a very quick death.
We were all very sad losing Guava.
Guava was the saddest though.
Guava now lives in a shoe box tomb under a tree in our back yard.
In a moment of grieving weakness we decided to buy Dilan a new bird.
That was a very foolish decision.
The new bird is called Bird.
Bird isn’t like Guava.
Bird is a cunt!
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