Pepe: We are getting a bad rap from this Bird Flu scare.
Carolina: Yes. It’s a foul thing, but we still have our job to do.
Pepe: Well, at least your job. Mine isn't to lay eggs, but to greet the morning sun.
Carolina: Don't act so proud. Have a little empathy for my pains.
Pepe: Sorry. I’m upset. It isn’t our fault if we get the flu. And we live and peck on this earth for only a short while.
Carolina: At least people are getting prepared in case we do get sick.
Pepe: How?
Carolina: Well, people are being asked to put tuna fish and powdered milk under their beds.
Pepe: And what do we do?
Carolina: I don't know.
Pepe: I do. We'll put crackers and chicken soup under our nests!
Carolina: Yes. It’s a foul thing, but we still have our job to do.
Pepe: Well, at least your job. Mine isn't to lay eggs, but to greet the morning sun.
Carolina: Don't act so proud. Have a little empathy for my pains.
Pepe: Sorry. I’m upset. It isn’t our fault if we get the flu. And we live and peck on this earth for only a short while.
Carolina: At least people are getting prepared in case we do get sick.
Pepe: How?
Carolina: Well, people are being asked to put tuna fish and powdered milk under their beds.
Pepe: And what do we do?
Carolina: I don't know.
Pepe: I do. We'll put crackers and chicken soup under our nests!
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