but instead it is red. You get the picture. So yesterday I wake up to my parrot screaming at the top of its lunge. I jump out of bed and run to my pet's side, heart beating faster than you can imagine. I look at my parrot and see the life slowly leaving it. It is laying on the ground, feathers surrounding it as I watch life leave its beautiful red body. I can't bare to see him go, so I use my quick thinking and grab him and take him to the vet. By the time we get there, my parrot is barely clinging on to life. I rush my parrot into the vet and get him to the veterinarian immediately. I look at them and manage to croak, "What's wrong with him, doc?"
The vet looks at me and tells me, "Your beautiful red parrot has a rare disease that I've only seen a couple of times before in my career."
"What is it, doc?" I manage to gasp out with the last of my breath.
"Your parrot has a rare disease called being too cute." He hands me back my rejuvenated parrot and we walk out of the place right then and there.
