The Trespasser

“Am I in trouble for sleeping here?” It tilted its head and cawed with a mirthful tilt. “Well, I’m already guilty, and I’m comfortable. If she lights my ass on fire, it wouldn’t be the first time, now would it.” It tilted its head back and cawed more laughter. “Lemme know if I need to get up, then. I’m relaxed, and at peace. I don’t get that often.” It nodded in obvious affirmation. It stood up fully, made a great show of looking around, then pecked me on the forehead.

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