“Is she here? Is she looking yet?” Blackey shifted his wings just a bit. He hoped his pose and dexterity atop the fence would gain her admiration. Balancing yourself on a small wire structure, keeping your body upright in the most handsome fashion, is a talent. Blackey displayed this art by holding this pose long enough to capture the attention of Miss Blueberry.
Blackey’s friend Budgey was keeping a look out for the intended observer and let out a chirp as soon as he saw Miss B fly closeby and land for a minute. He watched as she admired Blackey. Was that a smile he saw on her face? She flew up as abruptly as she came.
Budgey noticed his friend weaving a bit so decided to let him know he could relax. “She’s gone, Blackey, but she certainly took a long look. Great job! I’m sure she’ll be back.”
“Thanks, I hope so. It’s hard keeping yourself in perfect shape just to impress women.” The two friends were satisfied a good impression was made and went back to the daily activity of scavenging the street.
