This Is So Wrong

Murphy looks out through the bars in dismay. “This is so wrong,” he says. “I was just chasing Maggie around her cage, and ‘WHAM ‘the master’s son shoved me in here and closed the cage door.

“Tweet, Tweet.”

“Maggie, where are you? I can hear your voice but don’t see you anywhere.”

“Murphy, I’m up here on top of my cage and your head. Ha, Ha.”

“Listen, you. I was just playing around and now look where I am, IN YOUR CAGE, LADY.”

“Calm down Murphy. I didn’t do it Max did, and I didn’t ask him too.”

“Well find a way to open the cage door, so I can back out of here.”

Maggie flies around and around then goes back up on top.

“The latch is too heavy for my little beak to undo it. I’ll fly into the other room and see if I can get Ms. Mary to come in here.”

“Please hurry because I have a cramp in my paw.”

Maggie quickly flies into the other room and circles around Mary’s head tweeting.

“What is wrong Maggie; do you want some food or water? I put some in your cage earlier.”

Maggie doesn’t know what to do next, so she tries to get Mary to follow her back to the cage where Murphy is stuck. She starts to quickly fly back and forth to the door.

“Okay, Maggie. Let’s go check your cage and see if you are out of food or water.”

As Mary steps into the living room and makes her way to the birdcage, she sees Murphy sitting inside looking pretty upset.

“Murphy, you bad boy, were you chasing Maggie again. Did she close the door on you?”

“Meow, meow.”

Mary opens the birdcage’s door and tries to wiggle Murphy back out the small door, but he doesn’t budge.

“Meowwwwwww!”

“Boy, you’re really stuck in there. I don’t know how you managed to fit through that small space.”

Mary calls to her son Max to come help her get the cat out of the birdcage.

“Max do you have any idea how to get Murphy out of the birdcage?”

“Good place for him. He’s always chasing Maggie all over the living room.”

“Did you do this?” she asks.

“Maybe!”

“Well right now we have to figure a way to get him out.”

“I’ll get the Hacksaw. I think the only way we can get him out is to cut off some of the bars until he fits.”

 

 

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