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Aunt Cindy softly chuckled when her favorite bird arrived. A sweet little chickadee swooped in for a snack. The black capped bird landed right on the suet treat. She cocked her head to the left. Then she took a wee bite. She must have loved it cause she sang cheerily, "Chick-a-dee-dee-dee!" It sounded like thank you to Aunt Cindy. She said, "Oh no, don't thank me. Thank Hunter and Olivia, yes indeed!" |
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