Chapter 3

Chapter 3 "Can I help you?" asked Sugar. It was early Tuesday morning. A tiny blue bird had just shown up in the chicken coop. The ground was still wet from the sprinkler. She didn't wipe her feet before she came in. "I have a problem," said the little bird. "You sure do," answered Sugar. "You are leaving footprints all over my floor."

"Oh, sorry," answered the little bird. "Uh-huh," said Sugar. Sugar came out from behind the old shoe she was using for a desk. "How did you find us?" "The giant sign outside the chicken coop," answered the bird. "Plus, there are these flyers all over the place." She handed Sugar a stack of fifteen flyers. "Did anybody follow you here?" asked Dirt. "I don't think so," said the little bird. "Check the door," said Sugar. The little bird went toward the door. "Not you, little bird," said Sugar, looking directly at her sister Dirt. Dirt jumped up out of the old shoe. She walked to the door. "Any more chicks in that desk?" asked the little bird, pointing at the shoe. "I'll ask the questions," answered Sugar. Sugar made some observations: Small Blue Tiny feet

Wings Possibly a weird blue chicken "Do you lay eggs?" asked Sugar. "That's a very strange question," said the little bird.

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Sugar made a new observation: Weird blue chicken does not like to answer questions. "I just need one more thing," said Sugar. She pulled a cotton swab out of the shoe. "What's that for?" asked the little bird. "I'm going to scrape under your arm with it." "Why would you do that?" asked the little bird. "For the smell," answered Sugar. "I give it to my dog friend, J. J. Now, hold still..." "I do not want my armpit scraped with a cotton swab," said the little bird. She backed away toward the door.

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