My Precious

Some people panic easily. They lose their cool so often and so readily that they'd be well advised to wear it round their neck on a bit of a string, like those old lady's glasses. My uncle though, had never , in all the years I 'd known him, displayed anything remotely resembling anxiety, doubt or fear; not unless you counted the time he'd went nuts when he thought someone stole his pet bird "Precious". My cousin had moved the cage into his room as he wanted to sketch the bird.

Anyway yesterday he appeared at our place at night all white & his eyes kinda huge & wide. It made him look like Gollum on a bad few-remaining-strands-of-hair day. I was thinking... oh no... not that damn bird again! Well it's related. Apparently a new neighbor had moved in & they had been playing some Chinese opera music at odd hours of the day & it's frightening the bird. Ya... I've never of that before. So now, we are bird-sitting his "Precious", while he deal with the neighbors & till everything is resolved.

No this is not Precious but Precious looks like that ..lol..