Custard opened one eye and stared very hard at the fisherman who was hauling the baskets full of fish off the trawler. The man was making FAR too much noise!
Custard was on a diet and was learning meditation a way to hold off the hunger. That man was not helping… AT ALL!
“Ommmmmm” he repeated in his head.
“OMMMMMM MM”
“Ommmmmm?”
“OMMMMMMM?”
“Om????”
Dagnabit! He was Custard. He was above all of this. He was a meditating, slim bird….
Custard opened the other eye and stared very hard at the fisherman.
Giving up he flew over to the fisherman and joined the others begging for scraps.
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