Peter
A verbal disagreement
The idle musings of a former military man, former computer geek, medically retired pastor and now full-time writer. Contents guaranteed to offend the politically correct and anal-retentive from time to time. My approach to life is that it should be taken with a large helping of laughter, and sufficient firepower to keep it tamed!
I was once in an argument with a bird at a zoo. It went something like this:
Him: *flies next to me* "Want a cracker!"
Me: "Want a biscuit?"
Him: *pause* "Cracker!"
Me: "Biscuit!"
Him: *flies off to find someone else to play with*
Peter, a lady I once worked with had two cats and an African Gray Parrot. She had left something at work and I brought it to her apartment. When coming up the steps, I heard some very loud meowing. When I asked Alison about it, she said it was the parrot meowing at the cats, who were terrified of a "cat" as big as they were who could FLY!!!