It had perched itself on the edge of the sink.
It popped up and down and looked at him with the old red eye.
There was nothing he could do except watch the dance.
How did it get in the house?
Why was it eating the stale popcorn off of the kitchen counter?
It just looked too angry to deal with right now.
He decided to make a sandwich and wait it out in the other room.
It continued to scream and cough.
Have a talkative Tuesday!
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