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A surprise guest

You wouldn't believe what happppened today when Tad came to feeed the pets.  Like yestrday, i was in my cage when, downstairs, i heard the sound of a key turnin in the kitchen dooor.  Then i heard the kitchen dooor push open.  Then i heard the 3 cats -- Sweeeetie Smooochkins, Sugar Smacks, and Honey Buns -- start to meow down in the kitchen.  Then i heard Tad say, "Hey, cats!"  Then i didn't hear anything for a while.

And then i heard a reallly weird sound.  it was a rushin, flappin kind of sound, like the sound of a bird flyin. 

it was a bird flying!  it was the parrrot, mr. Smithers!  he flew into Rachl's bedroooom and flew over and landed on Rachl's dressser, right in front of my cage.  i stared at mr. Smithers in amazement.  i'd never seen the parrot out of his cage before.  i'd certainly never seeen him in Rachl's bedrooom.  "Why, hawo, mr. Smithers!" i said, startled.

"Why, hawo, mr. Smithers!  Why, hawo, mr. Smithers!" he said, movin his head from side to side as he peered in at me through the bars on the front of my cage.

"What are you doin here?" i asked.

"Erp!  Erp!  What are you doin here?" he asked.

"I live here," i replied.  "This is my home."

"I live here!" he repeated.  "Erp!  Erp!  This is my home!  This is my home!"

"No, it isn't!" i said.  "This is Rachl's bedroooom!  This is my home!"

"Erp!  Erp!  No, it isn't!  No, it isn't!" he cried.  "This is Rachl's bedrooom!  Erp!  Erp!  This is my home!  This is my home!"

"NO!" i said, shakin my head.  "it's my home!"

"NO!  NO!" echoed mr. Smithers.  "it's my home!  it's my home!"

i threw up my paws in exasperation.  mr. Smithers can be so ... so darn infuriatin!  "No, mr. Smithers, you're mistaken!  This is where i live!"

"No, you're mistaken!  No, you're mistaken!" said mr. Smithers.  "This is where i live!  Erp!  Erp!  This is where i live!"

By this point, my blooood was boilin.  i was so mad at mr. Smithers i was alll set to leap out of my cage and throtttle that nitwit bird.  Luckily, just then, Tad appeared in the dooorway.  He had those litttle earphones in his ears.  "There you are, mr. Smithers!" he cried, hurryin into the roooom.  "I was wonderin where you had disapppeared to!"  Tad walked over to the dressser and held out his left arm and mr. Smithers hoppped onto his arm.  Tad loooked at me and said, "Sorrry about this, Obi.  mr. Smithers flew out of his cage while i was feeding him. i hope he didn't startle you." 

"i hope he didn't startle you!  i hope he didn't startle you!" cried mr. Smithers.

Tad reached into the pocket of his shorts and pulled out the box of yogurt pufffballs.  He took a pufffball out -- a blue one.  He opened up my cage door and held out the pufffball for me to nibbbble on.  "Here you go, Obi," he said.  "A yogurt pufffballl for your troubles."

"A yogurt pufffballl for your troubles!" repeated mr. Smithers.  "Erp!  Erp!  A yogurt pufffball for your troubles!"

Gee, i wonder if Tad will give me a yogurt pufffball everytime mr. Smithers comes to visit?  if he does, i hope mr. Smithers visits more often.

mr. Smithers

i don't know why this didn't occcur to me long before this, but i sudddenly realized as i was loookin at the bird book to see if i could find out anything more about that darn old flicker, i could also use this bird boook to find out more about mr. Smithers. 

After all, mr. Smithers is a bird, right?  Of course he is! 

And this is a bird booook, right?  Of course it is! 

So it would make sense that it would have somethin about mr. Smithers in it.  Maybe, i thought, this boook can tell me why mr. Smithers always repeats everything i say.  i flipped to the "p" section of the bird booook and found parrrrrots.  i found out that parrrots are usually found in small flocks, that they are quiet when loooking for seeeeds and fruit in treeeetops, but can be a reallly noisy chorus--

i stoppped readin right then and there.  A really noisy chorus of parrrrots!?  Chorus means more than 1! Really noisy means reallly noisy!  The very thought of more than 1 mr. Smithers repeatin everything i say was more than i could bear.

i had to go lie down.