There once was a sparrow named Jack. Every morning at the crack of dawn,
Jack would fly over to Some Dude George's house to make fun of his cat,
Norrington. Norrington would always stand guard in front of Some Dude
George's house because he had no life and nothing better to do.
Anyways, after making fun of a sleepy Norrington every morning, Jack would fly back every night really late to keep making fun of him.
One night, Norrington decided he would end his emotional torment by plotting Jack's demise. However, Norrington had told his plan to Will; Some Dude George's other pet, the dog. Now, over the years that Jack had been visiting them and making fun of Norrington, Will and Jack became friends. Needless to say, Will felt he must stop this madness from ensuing.
So, the next morning, as soon as Jack was within a two-foot radius, Norrington pounced, but Jack kinda figured he'd try that, so, Jack successfully dodged him. What Jack wasn't expecting was the second hit Norrington would try to take at him. Fortunately, Will jumped in and attacked the crazed cat. After a few moments, Jack decided it was okay to join in and poke Norrington's eyes out. Within minutes, the nice, little quaint porch where they were soon turned red and became decorated with remains of what seemed to be lower intestines, half of a kidney, and what was hopefully part of an ear. Two weeks later, Some Dude George woke up only to find his cat's decapitated head next to him under the covers.
From that day forward, cats have always chased birds in Norrington's memory, and dogs have always had to end up dismembering the cats for the bird's safety. And that, my friends, is why you shouldn't put Fido and Mr. Bigglesworth in the same room, especially if they know a bird.
Anyways, after making fun of a sleepy Norrington every morning, Jack would fly back every night really late to keep making fun of him.
One night, Norrington decided he would end his emotional torment by plotting Jack's demise. However, Norrington had told his plan to Will; Some Dude George's other pet, the dog. Now, over the years that Jack had been visiting them and making fun of Norrington, Will and Jack became friends. Needless to say, Will felt he must stop this madness from ensuing.
So, the next morning, as soon as Jack was within a two-foot radius, Norrington pounced, but Jack kinda figured he'd try that, so, Jack successfully dodged him. What Jack wasn't expecting was the second hit Norrington would try to take at him. Fortunately, Will jumped in and attacked the crazed cat. After a few moments, Jack decided it was okay to join in and poke Norrington's eyes out. Within minutes, the nice, little quaint porch where they were soon turned red and became decorated with remains of what seemed to be lower intestines, half of a kidney, and what was hopefully part of an ear. Two weeks later, Some Dude George woke up only to find his cat's decapitated head next to him under the covers.
From that day forward, cats have always chased birds in Norrington's memory, and dogs have always had to end up dismembering the cats for the bird's safety. And that, my friends, is why you shouldn't put Fido and Mr. Bigglesworth in the same room, especially if they know a bird.