Bob was at it again! Why does he have this fetish of cleanliness every now and then? I still haven’t forgotten the mess of the mangy beak he inflicted on Scooby, my nest mate. The tell tale signs are familiar, every seventh sunrise from the previous orgy, Bob holds a squealing tube that ends with a brush to his floor that magically sucks out all the dirt. He then tries to tempt Scooby and me with sunflower seeds for dumping cold slosh on us.
I am not going to be tempted this time, no! thank you. Yet, those sunflower seeds do look delicious… Aaah… Not again!.
Written for Rochelle Wisoff-Field’s Friday Fictioneers. Linking up here.
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Haha! Bob should have set up a birdbath and be done with it.
😜 he has a cleaning fetish. Thanks Varad for writing in
Fell for it again! Good fun.
Thanks Iain 😁
Dear Lavanya,
Cute story from the bird’s eye view.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Thanks Rochelle 😇
Sort of like Charlie Brown and the yearly football fiasco 🙂
Haha. Spot on!
Tempted again, yieded again, soaked again. Sounds like the story of mankind.😉 Well done.
You nailed it. Thanks for writing in
Ha ha! That was a hoot and a half!!
😆 thanks dale
Funny! Well done.
Thanks athling
I like that this is written from the bird’s POV!
Thanks Alicia