The Egret Story

When I was just a little cheetah and we all still lived in Florida, one day a huge flock of white birds with very long beaks landed in our back yard. I had been laying on the back porch, but when the birds came, I ran in the house to hide.

My dad, picked me up and carried me into Mom's office. He and I very stealthily peeked over the edge of the window sill to watch the birds that had all moved to the front yard. Dad whispered to me about the birds and helped me not to be scared. He's a very good dad and very gentle. Mom says we have the same color hair.

Now when I see birds I like to just watch them. I like to run from window to window to see where they are going and what they are doing. Sometimes I make chirping noises and twitch my tale because I am excited.

Mom and Dad call me the baby. What does that mean anyway? I am a CHEETAH!