NaBloPoMo DAY 22:
Horror of all horrors, Coconut is missing!
I don’t know how it happened or when, but on my walk today there were flyers plastered all over the neighborhood.
I immediately felt my stress levels go up up UP. Practically through the roof. How could this be? What happened and when? Despite having no idea who this Coconut is, I could only imagine the nightmare Coconut’s owners must be enduring.
Young Coconut is MIA and from the flyers I see on every corner, I surmise that his owner is in a state of absolute apoplexy. For, what kind of life can one hope for without a Coconut to sweeten it?
Why, this could prove calamitous, indeed!
Oh, Coconut, where did we go wrong? Was it in giving you too many names?
Coconut might have been suffering from multiple personality disorder. For the word on the street–or in this case, the flyers–was, that in addition to Coconut, the feathered creature answered to the names, “Mama” and “Birdie.”
Maybe it was Mama that flew the coop, but Birdie would’ve stayed. Perhaps Coconut was in a trance when it happened and didn’t hear when Mama said “There’d be days like this, there’d be days like this,” Mama said.
Which of course is no consolation for those left behind, now that Mama, Birdie and Coconut are nowhere in sight. Disappeared without a trace.
By now, Coconut and company could be anywhere. Maybe halfway across the country, though if Coconut had any smarts, he would have headed to Hawaii.
In the meantime, an APB has been put out, and there is a reward, so if you spot the winged creature please let us know. And for heaven’s sake, don’t try to confront Coconut yourself! You don’t know who you might be dealing with–Coconut, Birdie or Mama–and such things should only be handled by experts.Coconut, if you’re reading this, and I pray that you are, come home. No questions will be asked and all will be forgiven. You are loved, if not by me who has never met you, then by someone who cares what happens to you. Someone who smiles when she places you on her shoulder (see flyer to remind you). Someone who spent a lot of time and money printing said flyers–in color–and posting them all over town.
Come back, Mama and Birdie, too. You’re a package deal. After all, a Birdie in the hand is worth two in the bush!
Note: This month, I’m taking part in NaBloPoMo–and it’s winding down! And so far I’ve posted every day! Woo hoo!
Don’t forget, I’m awarding a prize to one lucky reader–the one person who has commented on the most posts this month. If there’s a tie, I’ll do a drawing.
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