Wednesday, March 03, 2010

Cock-a-doodle-doo

Over the weekend, I woke to hear the parakeet squawking, "It's almost eight!"

My first thought was, "Oh no!  It's almost 8 o'clock!"
My second thought was, "Why?  What's at 8 o'clock?"
And my third thought was, "Pft!  It's only 7:30!"

So, I rolled over and tried to go back to sleep.

It wasn't until about five hours later as I was sharing this information with The Husband that it suddenly crossed my mind that the bird doesn't even speak English.

Thbbbt.

3 comments:

vw bug said...

you are too funny

julier said...

That reminds me of the other night. My dog barks just once to go out at about 4 am every night. I was in such a deep sleep, that I dreamt it was one of my cats and was wondering how a cat can bark. Then I woke up to let the dog out. He sure has me trained!

Roses said...

julier: That's funny! Thanks for stopping by!