Aww, I almost feel sorry for the little birdie. Until the melted butter comes out.
Easter is right around the corner! I know I'd love to see this little guy peeking out of the plastic fake grass in my Easter basket surrounded by candy.
There's practically a whole garden in that bird's plumage! Just looking at these cookies is like taking a fancy, exotic vacation.
Poor bird wishes it could ride a bike but all it's good for is sitting on your couch and looking cute.
Make sure to leave the door unlatched honey, I'll be back later.
I like a smoke alarm that has different levels of alerts. If only the "cooking a pizza" alert was silent.