The Parrot And The Gypsy Girl
The Scout called home yesterday afternoon and asked me to go to the mailbox to check for a package that was overdue. With phone in hand I went to the front door, opened it, and The Scout claims my next words were, “Holy s*#$@t! You are not going to believe what is on our doormat.” I’m not 100% certain that those were my exact words, but it does seem likely.
“What is it?,” she asked.
“A parrot.”
“A parrot?”
“Yes. A parrot. I’ll call you back.”
“Take a picture,” she said just before I hung up.
