Parrot's  POV:

      I have no idea what my humans were thinking?

     Imagine giving me a  cell phone.

     I know it is a modern item and the latest thing.

     I do not know its exact purpose.

   I have seen my owners use theirs to talk to someone else on it.

   Perhaps, it is a communication device.

   Yes, that must be it.

     I find a funny icon that says voicemail.

      Interesting indeed, I suppose I shall discover its inner workings.

      I press it in with my beak.

     I hear it say something about recording a message.

  "This is Phillis Parrot, An apple a day keeps the doctor away, or so I have heard. "

     I hit the end.

   I listened to my voicemail and thought not bad at all for a bird.

    I waited to see what would take place next.

    Squawk!  Squawk!  I was alarmed when I heard the noise.

   Oh, what was I ever to do?

    the end...

Until the next one,

bye-bye, little owlets!

Summer out!

* The story continues in Chapter 5   Lenny Lizard