KK February Prompt #13

My first pet. A cat, we always had cats everywhere, inside and out, the occasional dog, and always a bird, including a bluejay named Cheep. He fell out of the nest as a baby, crushed one of his wings, so he never could fly -- but we had him FOREVER. He used to sit on my shoulder and preen my hair, take a strand in his beak and run his beak the full length of it. Very cool and soothing. Also, we were supposed to alter our focal image, draw on it, doodle or some such. I never read the journaling prompts when I do the backgrounds (like I keep saying, I love surprises) ... but when I got to the prompt, I couldn't do it. I couldn't 'hurt' this image -- I love it! I didn't even really want to write on the page.