Daisy May squawked something about geese and ducks, and ran back out. "We have to see what's wrong!" Bob says. He grabs Stew's wing to pull him outside, but he would not budge. "C'MON WE NEED TO GO!!" bob cried. Stew sighed forlornly. "I'm too old for this.." he mumbled, and off he went with Bob. When they emerged all they could see was a flock of chickens, geese, turkeys, guineas, quail, pheasants, partridges, pigeons, ducks, and a whole slew of wild birds. "WHAT'S HAPPENING!!!?" Bob cried over the cacophony. The chickens squawked in unison: "PHOENIX!!!!". Bob stood scratching his head. Should he go with the others? Or should he see what this "Phoenix" was? Stew was loping back into the barn. Bob felt it was a lost cause to get him back out, so he started flying opposite the flock.
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