A Bird in the Audience

My fuzzy paws were itching for a real morning stretch, so I shimmied all the way up the terracotta pot onto the wide balcony railing. The morning breeze was fluffling my blue fur everywhere! Right across the ledge sat a little brown sparrow, twitching its tail and pecking around. I gave a polite cough, puffed out my belly, and decided to give it my best new joke. 'Why did the bird eat an Oreo? For the crunch fly-thru!' The sparrow blinked, hopped twice toward me, and cocked its head sideways. I bowed real low, nearly tumbling forward, but caught myself just in time with a triumphant wiggle!