I have discovered Mr. ‘Crazy’ Parrot’s evil plan. I knew I was not being paranoid. I have proof that he was plotting a regime change. This afternoon’s meeting with his chicken friends was just a diversion. He knew I would be distracted and as I strained to listen to their plotting on the balcony more of his chicken friends hid themselves throughout the house. I have just spent the last hour tracking them down. They were very cleverly disguised. I even found a little army of them in the refrigerator and one in an egg cup! How cunning was that? Anyone looking would think they were innocent eggs but Mr. ‘Crazy’ Parrot can’t fool me. It was a fiendish plan, very cleverly executed. I am sure that at some predetermined hour, probably at night when I was sleeping, the little chickens would have burst out of their shells and overwhelmed me through sheer weight of numbers.
I have severely underestimated Mr. ‘Crazy’ Parrot. He is an evil genius.