The continuing story of a bird, another bird, a third bird, some other birds, many many birds
and a little bit of suet.
It was a cold yet sunny day.
The wily woodpecker whistled..
“Mine! All mine! The suet is all mine!
Yummy! Yummy! Yummy!”
“Ahem” the lady cardinal quietly coughed.
“Did you..you…eat…all..of the suet!!!!!” the vivacious vixen gasped.
“I did! I did eat the suet!” whispered the woodpecker as he bowed his head in shame.
“But I Still Adore You!” said the woodpecker in an overly dramatic capitalized way.
“Please!” he continued “Eat The Rest!”
“Okay, mmph, mmph, mmph.” she mumbled with a face full of suet.
“Oh no! Your boyfriend is coming! I’m outta here!”
“Heeyyyyyyyyy!” Squeaked the Red One.
“You Vixen!” he squawked.
“Oh Dirk!” She sobbed.
“I’m leaving you.”
Dirk looked around in confusion.
He appeared to be all alone.
(cue dramatic music)
Stay tuned until next time.
When Dirk meets a suspiciously scurrilous sparkling sparrow.
Will he survive the suspicious scurrilous sparkling sparrow’s speech?
Will the vivacious vibrant vixen vamoose?
Will the wily woozy woodpecker wallow wearily with wanton whistles ?
As the Suet Spins..
©Virginia Spencer, thepurpledogpaintingblog.com, 2015