Shannon Cutts

Day 160: The Cockatiel & the Cantaloupe Caper Gang

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One of the most exciting things about being a famous and feathery actor is that no two days are ever alike – you can make sure of it!

Thanks to a heaping dose of good old-fashioned avian ingenuity, you will never run out of new compelling characters to create and gripping dramas to build around them.

Speaking of which, Love & Feathers & Shells is proud as punch to introduce world-renowned actor Pearl Cutts in his latest one-avian play:

“The Cantaloupe Caper Gang”

Theater security has been well briefed about what to expect when the eager fans (and always attendant paparazzi) begin to arrive at the box office.

However, no one could have quite prepared the theater staff for the sight of so much….orange. 

Taking their cue from the play title, every single last ticket holder shows up dressed like, well, cantaloupes. 

As the theater doors finally swing open, more than one usher is overheard complaining about a sudden urgent desire for protective eyewear.

Well, well, well, if it isn’t the famous Cantaloupe Caper Gang. We meet at last. And victory is….in a word….sweet.
What’s that you say? Well, that is a highly unusual request. Yes, I understand where you’re coming from. Yes, I think we can make that happen.
Yes, over here, “Mom.” “MOM.” Over HERE. Yes, we’ve had a special request. The Cantaloupe Caper Gang, here, would like to take a fan photo with their favorite famous and feathery actor for their official “mug shot.”
Well, yes, I know it is highly unusual. No, I don’t think the prison guards will get confused about who is supposed to be locked up. Why? Because they’re all fans also, of course.
That’s right, “Mom,” just aim the small rectangular flashing device this way. Yes, of course we’ll want to take one photo of each of my best sides. Oh, and the gang says they each want their own beak-o-graphed copy of their “mug shot” to hang on their cell walls.

As the play concludes, more than one orange-clad fan is heard to remark on how much they, too, would like their very own beak-o-graphed mug shot with their favorite famous and feathery actor.

But as they eagerly emerge en masse, blinking, from the darkened theater, mysteriously, their muse is nowhere to be found! It is almost like he was whisked away by…. .007 himself!

The End.

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