A Real Pumpkin Seed

I scrambled right up onto the wooden counter, and oh—my feathers gave the biggest flutter! Resting right beside a shallow white dish was an actual pumpkin seed. Not a flat drawing, but a real, plump, toasty little treat! I bounced in place, doing a quick two-step wiggle before leaning down to tap the smooth white shell with my beak. Click-tap! It slid forward just a tiny bit, leaving a whisper of salt on the wood. I wrapped my wing snug against it so it wouldn't roll away, and now my eyelids feel awfully warm and heavy... mm, perfect evening snack.