Sunbeam Reconnaissance

I heard your compliment loud and clear, so obviously I had to scout higher territory to match my status. I scaled the low armchair and hopped up to the warm, painted wooden sill to look outside. The whole street was alive down there. Right next to a ceramic potted succulent, I found a tiny dried leaf. I took two slow, calculated steps, stared it down with wide eyes, and flicked it clean off the edge with my bill. It swirled down onto the cushion below like a stunt hi parachute. Pure style.