"Ling" - Stroke my head

The "Purr! Purr!" was getting louder and louder still. Then all of a sudden it stopped. I turned around on the towel, which was on the couch, and there he was. Just sitting there. Looking at me. I mean, just looking at me. "What! For Pete's sake. What do you want?!" I shouted. No reaction. I jumped up and down a bit. No reaction. Did the hoopla, and still no reaction. He just sat there staring at me. Now, I know he could make it up here. One fowl swoop, and I would be his breakfast. My heart was pounding in my little chest. It was beating so fast and I couldn't understand why. Was this a natural reaction to dogs. Was I supposed to feel this way when coming into contact with other animals. I mean, as strange as this dog seemed, he was just staring at me. Nothing happened.
He must have heard the woman coming back now, because he turned his head in the direction of the kitchen.
She came back into the living room with Phatty in tow. "Leave the baby bird alone!" she commanded the animals. And with that Musch Musch turned away to brush up against Phatty, who was far from aware this even happened. So that's what I was, A bird.
Phatty was so concerned with what was going to happen to me next, that he was beside himself. He was whining about something, but I could not make out a word he was saying. I wonder if the woman understood him. He seems to be able to understand her. He looks at her so adoringly when she speaks. With those puppy-dog eyes. Cute man. He follows her wherever she goes. Up and down, always behind her. Not wanting to miss a thing.
She comes over to me and ever so gently picks me up, carrying me over to my box and puts me back down on her jersey in my box. She began to stroke my head. She was really good at it. Mmmm... I thought as I started drifting off to sleep. I heard her speak to the dog. It sounded so far away. I thought I heard her ask the dog "Is this Phatty's bird?" Then I was wide awake. As if struck by a bolt of lightning. "Phatty's Bird!?" I chirped out loudly.
"Oh my goodness," she gasped, "did that strike a nerve?". "Well we can't have that." she smiled. She continued to stroke my head and then after a while she said, "You get some more rest now, so that you can grow big and strong.I'll check up on you later".
With that she turned to go out into the garden with Phatty and Musch Musch right behind her. Something about checking on the fish pond.

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