Cygnet

I am a cute baby swan, better known as a cygnet. I’m in the awkward phase of development, and I’m trying really hard to figure out what I want to be when I grow up! I could be a firefighter. I could hold water in my mouth, and then fly over the fire and drop the water onto it! I’m sure it would only take me 1,568 trips to put out a brush fire! I don’t think that’s too many. But first, I have to figure out flying. I’m not too graceful, and I have yet to experience the wind under my wings. My parents say it’s okay, because not all babies learn how to fly at the same age. I do like the water! It’s so much fun to swim in the water with my siblings, and doing somersaults too! Although I’m still learning how to be a good swan, there is one thing I excel at: being cute!

Your pet becomes an expert at finding its own food!

Birdsong is as old as time. Birds sing to announce their ownership of territory, to find a mate, or just for the joy of living. Of course they all sing completely different tunes, but all birds understand the nuances of other bird’s songs, even though they may sound entirely different.

There is a natural order of things. Little tweeting birds hear one another in the hedges; hawks scream in the skies; blackbirds warble across the fields. And they ignore other species.

But when the wrens first saw a microphone and realised they could make themselves heard by everybird everywhere, that changed all the rules. Suddenly it wasn’t good enough to have just the right song for your environment; you had to scream just to be heard over the wrens!

Peace could only be achieved by giving everybird a microphone, but only in designated places. Then with everybird having an equal chance to be heard, competitive interspecies birdsong began. And the fields and skies went back to the natural order of things.

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