Hi everyone, Smitty here.
I'm doing well - both Mum and Aunty Deb are mad at me now. Mind you, I think it is partly their own fault, but hey, I'm not saying that to them. Not out loud anyway.
It all started when I was being teased by a PeeWee, one of those black and white squawky things - and Mum told me to leave it alone. Then she said I wouldn't be able to catch it anyway! Well, there you go - her fault, right there!
It took a little while, but I managed to grab the damn thing - and right then realised I had made a big mistake. That thing fought back!
I managed to get it halfway into the laundry but it sure wasn't easy. I was hanging on and it was flapping, squawking and pecking me. I was really glad to see Mum and Aunty Deb when they came running, not that I am going to admit that either. Mum gave me a good shake and I let go of the bird which flew off outside. I was put in lockdown and I have to admit, I was really glad about that - I didn't want to go out there with that devil thing waiting for me.
But I wasn't going to say that out loud where she could hear me - so I just spat out the feathers and stalked off with my tail up high like I didn't care at all.
When Mum told Dad, he got a big grin on his face and said "That's my boy" and gave me a big cuddle.
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