"Will you be my wife?"
Who does not dream to hear this question? Probably, only those who have already crossed this line. I was impatient to make happy the consent of my prince, but he did not come all. Therefore, when I heard the question asked in a slightly squeaky voice, most likely, because of unwillingness to ask, I was surprised. Especially in the evening I went to bed alone.
A persistent fan again asked:
"Will you be my wife?"
Turning to the other side, I looked around the room: no one! I do not suffer from hallucinations. And I do not sleep. What's happening? I'm not crazy!
Suddenly something jumped from the cabinet - I recoiled in horror. Only the wall prevented me from hiding behind the sofa. A second later I realized that I was wrong: it's not a beast, it's a bird. A parrot. Such a beautiful shade of gray and with a red tail.
"Will you be my wife?" looking at me, asked the parrot.
Now it is clear that the guttural timbre of the groom. I laughed. He, too, is almost like a man. Do not know that this is a laughing bird, you never would have guessed.
"Peter loves Olya," he gave another reply.
I'm Olya, but who is this mysterious Peter? Inventive. Patient. And in love with me! But there was not a single man with that name among my acquaintances.
"Peter? What Peter?" I asked. It is unlikely that I will get an answer, but suddenly? The parrot was not as smart as I wanted. "Where are you from, baby?"
He looked at me, bowing his head on his side, and, it seems, did not intend to answer. And then I noticed that the curtain was swaying slightly. Clear. Yesterday it was just deadly hot, and the air conditioning ordered me to live a long time, so I opened the window and then forgot to close it. At first glance, it's nothing to worry about. Who would dare to climb out the window on the seventh floor? However, some were honored to fly into it. What a pity that the morning visit of a talkative parrot is only an accident. But someone taught him these words? And yet they did not try for me at all. It's a shame.
"Oh, you," I sighed.
"Peter loves Olya."
What can I say? Stupid bird.
Let him return to where he came from. Having got out of bed, she threw a robe and barefooted to the window. She pulled the curtain aside and said:
"Go away!" In a second corrected herself: "Fly away!"
No reaction: the parrot enthusiastically cleansed the feathers. I walked closer and clapped my hands twice. The uninvited guest flew to the closet.
Armed with a newspaper, which was twisted into a roll, climbed onto a chair and tried to shove the parrot. He shouted indignantly, while loudly clicking his beak in dangerous proximity to my hand, thus discouraging any further attempts to continue the struggle, especially since this Saturday I have scheduled a general cleaning. I will make such a noise that an uninvited guest will want to escape.
I did not keep animals. With my work schedule it is not advisable to get pets, but that does not mean that I do not like them. Elegant cats. Lovely puppies. As it turned out, even chatty parrots. So after breakfast I went to the store, and among my other purchases was food for the parrot and a drinking bowl.
With cleaning, I managed much faster than planned. Perhaps because my beloved Ricky Martin was sung by Hayk: I managed to get a name out of my morning guest.
Despite the desire to leave the parrot at home, I realized that he has a master. He, of course, is very fat, if he allowed Hayk to slip away, but he was exactly caring and patient if he could teach the bird so many words. Quickly typed on the computer the text of the ad with a description of the parrot and her own phone and went to the Copys Center, where she asked to make twenty copies. Then in about forty minutes they hung around the whole area. If the owner of Ike lives on, then it's not his fate to return his bird.
A day later he never called. No, there were several candidates who could not answer the question "Who loves Olya" and what name the parrot responds to. Naturally, I made a check. Who will give the speaking bird to the first caller?
I almost believed that Ike would stay with me. When suddenly he showed up, Peter. Hearing that the parrot is not given into the hands, that's why it should be caught, joyfully informed that it can look right now. And as I wanted to stay longer with Hayk, I still gave me the address. Twenty-five minutes later the doorbell rang.
On the threshold stood a tall broad-shouldered brown-haired man with brown eyes. Well, why was not he a little little redhead? Lucky some kind of Ole! Not only handsome, but also romantic. Not to mention the fact that she wants to marry. I almost hated my namesake.
While Peter was chasing the parrot, he did not want to return to the cage, I made tea and offered the guest. We went to the kitchen, where I turned on the phone Rick Martin's song "La bomba." Ike a little stubborn, but still flew to us and, sitting on the door, began to sing along. There he was caught. Having done what he came for, Peter zasobiralsya home.
Already out on the landing, thanked again, and then embarrassed:
"We did not discuss the reward..."
"I was glad to get acquainted with Ike."
I will miss him. No, I did not say that, letting the impatient shifting from one foot to the other, the guy get away. To his Olya.
Without the parrot it was boring. I tried to call Peter about ten times a day to ask permission to visit Ike, but at the last moment I pressed the "hang-up" button. I even thought about buying another parrot, but I refused this idea. My Ike no one can replace.
Two weeks later I woke up from a knock. Mumbling curse at the intruders, wandered open the door. But there was no one. I barely got back to bed, as they knock again. And again, no one. Then a reasonable idea occurred to me: if someone came, then he took advantage of the call, and if they knock... I rushed to the window. Ike! He missed me, too. Quickly opening the window, the parrot let in.
"Peter loves Olya."
What constancy! I laughed. Since I did not plan to give back the parrot, it remains only to find another Peter, so that everything that the irrepressible Ike said was true.
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