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I am a juvenile bluejay.

This is my person making kiss noises to me.

I tell her all about my day.

Then I sing at her.

She is my person.
This is my bath.

This is my person's hair.

I use it for drying off.

That's my necklace on my person.

This is my box of food.

This is my paper towel roll.

I am a bluejay, and everything belongs to me!
My person says that I am tame. A man raised me in a garage. He tried to let me go but I kept going back to him. Well duh, he was my person. Then he brought me to my new person and she says that if I keep being tame, I will be hawk food or cat food. I don't like the sound of being anyone's food! So my person is going to bring me where there are many other bluejays so I can learn to be friends with them. That means I won't be friends with people anymore. That sounds a little sad but my person says that it's probably nicer to fly in the sky and kill a lot of things than to spend my life in an aviary talking to my person. I guess she is right. She will miss me though because I am so cute.
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