he caught the flying shadowfigured
a scrubjay flash before him on the asphalt
he didnt hear it alit usually on the weathered plankfence or heard the tink tinktink tink of its nails on the Quonset carport storage behind him
ROBERT
he called
it was day three he hadnt shown Robert was the most
feral cat hed ever known but he decided on an offchance he showed hed
place kibble on a saucer he left out for him
no sooner had he stoodgone up two
steps to the porch where bigfoot and wee patiently waited their food he heard a
scuttleflurry behind him
the scrubjay that
passed overhead
it
was at Roberts plate helping itself not waiting to be recognised he scattered kibble for scrubjays they all looked alike to
him like whites to Asians whites
to Blacks whites to Mexicans he couldnt
distinguish if he was feeding one or two or twenty figured word was out
smiling he muttered Sheesh-kabob a
new fastbecoming favorite figure of speech limp raw sheeshes skewered like meats at a Mongolian
barbecue
Man
tha wasnt five seconds some set of balls
set of ovaries I don know
made him laugh
he laughed too hardtoo loud the jay boundback a step then flew off to the
fence over its left shoulder
made him wonder if birds
were leftwinged or rightwinged
HERE
before tending to bigfoot and wee
he tossed a mittful of kibble onto the drive
it leapt from the fence to
the blacktop between scattered feed eyeballed left then right left right another question begging then took wingsped back to
Roberts plate which allowed maximum opportunity with least effort
efficient birds aint dumb
people are who think other earthlings are
SHEESH-kabob
1108, Thursday,
20 4. 23
1401,
Sunday,
30 4. 23
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