Granny

I do not remember when she came to live with us but I do remember that she had the first bedroom on the right beside the bathroom. She had a bird called Sparky that our Siamese cat "Yowler" ate for a snack one day. I remember walking in to her room and seeing the bird cage on the floor and feathers all over the floor. She was nice to me but at 185 she could still pack a punch. OK she was probably closer to 70 but she seemed like the old grannies from the movies. She loved fish sandwiches and sometimes we would walk two blocks to the Dairy Queen so she could get her fix. I loved the adventure and can still smell the deep-fried goodness. She would even read to me sometimes - if she was not asleep - my favorite book. Fuzzy Wuzzy was a bear with real felt inside so you could feel the how fuzzy was he and of course Bugs Bunny and the Pear Tree. He was so crazy, cross dressing and putting mud on his face to get those pears... total hilarity.

She loved toast with marmalade and tea. Her room was first on the right mine was at the end of the hall with a door to the backyard.