Caruso watched as evil incarnate stalked it's way over to his cage. He could have released himself at any time, he'd learned how to do that minor trick before he had first fledged. But sure as sunflower seeds came in a shell; he had been certain he smelled feline and here was the living proof!

Not that he was afraid to take on a cat in a fair fight, but the risk of breaking a feather was just a little too great. A parrot of his standing had an appearance to keep up, after all, and he had just managed to finish preening everything back into place after the tumble from the plane. His first flight under auxilairy power and look what had happened! If Mother Nature had intended birds to ride in airplanes, she wouldn't have given them wings - that's what he had always contended.

"BAD CAT! BAD MUFFY! he called out in human. He wasn't quite positive what the words meant, but he knew froim previous experience they would annoy the furry fiend no end. As soon as the words fell from his beak though, he realized perhaps it was not the correct tactic to take - given that there were no signs of caretakers about.