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Stray Birdie
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Before taking Little Bear outside for the post-breakfast rounds, Monk scans the porch for that stray birdie. He had thought it might be a retarded baby bird, or perhaps was crippled somehow. The birdie would usually be standing or pacing around on the porch, and hence creating a little obstacle when stepping outside. On one sweet occasion, Monk saw that its sibling would be with it, keeping it company. Monk was not surprised to discover that it was dead today.
After spraying off the accumulated droppings from the porch, Monk picks up the dead birdie using the pooper-scooper and drops it off on the side of the road. One hoped that the birdie just needed a little more time to develop.
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Before taking Little Bear outside for the post-breakfast rounds, Monk scans the porch for that stray birdie. He had thought it might be a retarded baby bird, or perhaps was crippled somehow. The birdie would usually be standing or pacing around on the porch, and hence creating a little obstacle when stepping outside. On one sweet occasion, Monk saw that its sibling would be with it, keeping it company. Monk was not surprised to discover that it was dead today.
After spraying off the accumulated droppings from the porch, Monk picks up the dead birdie using the pooper-scooper and drops it off on the side of the road. One hoped that the birdie just needed a little more time to develop.