Dirty Bird

Damn, this might be a long story, I’m trying hard to group my thoughts.  Okay, here goes….
…One night when I was about 9 or 10, mom dropped a “bomb” on my stepdad and I.  She brought home a bird.
Me: A bird like the stuffed one?
Mom: No.
Me: What do you mean a bird?
Well we found out [...]