“Ned! Can you see me buddy?…”
A rather large and reddish nose filled my iPhone display.
“Dad, move the cellphone away from your face.”
“Oh! Heh heh! I’m rather poor with these technology thingamajigs…”
“This better be important. I have a meeting in five minutes.”
“Look who came to visit today.”
He thrust a rather ugly looking bird into my view. It screeched and if there was something called bird tonsils, I saw it.
“Poor thing was injured. A Mynah inconvenience! So I got him in and gave him some tweetment, get it? Heh heh!”
I groaned.
“Come visit us sometime, Ned.” His cheery voice fell down a bit. “It’s been a while. Mr. Birdie Sanders here would like that too.”
Written for Friday Fictioneers hosted by our gracious hostess, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Picture credit Douglas M. MacIlroy. Find other entries to this week’s prompt here.
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All round well done tale. Hope Dad’s new playmate fills a bit of his need for company.
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Hopefully! But he’d rather prefer Ned giving him a little more time. Thanks for the comment, Christine.
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A funny, but slightly sad story. Nicely done.
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Thank you kindly.
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Just an excuse for Dad to get in contact I think! He’s obviously reaching out. Nicely done, Varad and some great puns slipped in there too 🙂
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Thanks for the comment, Lynn. 🙂
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My pleasure
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I enjoyed the puns and the underlying poignant plea of a lonely father was very well done.
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Thank you for the comment, Dahlia.
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Loved the corny puns 🙂 and the bird tonsels
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Heh heh! The first words I thought of after seeing the photo was bird tonsils. Glad you liked it. Thanks for the comment, Sheena. 🙂
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This warmed the cockles of my heart. My dad had a grand sense of humor that scared most of my boyfriends when I was in high school. (Oh, that makes it sound like I had more than one and a half boyfriends.)
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Thanks for the nice comment, Alicia. Dads have this unique quirky humor. (Need to check with my wife if I have contracted the dad-humor) 😀
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My sons remember ever horrible pun their father makes. We old parents will take any attention our kids will give us. I really like this.
Tracey
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My Mom and I joke around a lot, and yes most of them are really bad jokes. Also, with a family of my own, sometimes I find it difficult to give my Mom some time. We both are mature enough to accept it, but sometimes it does hurt a bit. Thanks for the comment, Tracey.
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A lovely portrait of punning father and son, and a poignant last line. The son’s hurry is clear, as is the father’s wanting a visit.
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Thanks for the nice comment, Sarah Ann.
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Great word-smithy.
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Thanks, YS.
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Well done, Varad. I love the way you weaved the father’s longing to spend time with his son in between the puns. Great job.
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Thanks for the comment, Russell.
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Loved the puns Varad, and the little snippet of poignant father-son dynamics.
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Thanks for the nice comment, JJ.
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I loved the story, Varad. So much expressed within those 100 words. Especially how you brought out the dad’s desperation to connect with his son. I could feel the emotions.
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Thanks for the comment, Esha. I shall consider my mission accomplished.
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Just a touch of the remorse at the end…great story!
Mine: https://kindredspirit23.wordpress.com/2017/10/12/birds-of-a-feather-flock-me/
Scott
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Thank you for the comment, Scott.
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Love it. You really let loose with the puns. I approve. 🙂
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Welcome to the bad bird jokes bar. Could I interest you in a Pelican burger? But, I must warn you the bill would be enormous 😛 Thanks for the comment, Sascha. 🙂
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Loved the puns in this. The hint of sadness at the end brought this story to a level. Well done.
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Thank you very much 🙂 Not all jokes are rooted in happiness, aren’t they?
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So true.
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Ahhh so many dad jokes! Fabulous
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Heh heh! Ned’s dad approves. Thank you kindly.
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A fantastic pun-fest! Love it Varad.
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Thank you Keith
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Your last paragraph really makes that story special. You’ve caught the dad’s wistful longing perfectly. Lovely writing.
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Thank you very much 🙂
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Very relatable and hence a very fascinating read. Hope Ned realises that dad needs him, before its too late .
Wonderful story, Varad.
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Ned better realize that fast. Thanks for the comment, Moon.
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I’m at work about to start drilling and filling and was feeling ‘blah’- until I read your post. Have just shared it with everyone here at the practice. now we’re all smiles 🙂 🙂 🙂
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I take it that you are a dentist. I’m terrified of your clan. 😀 Thanks for a nice comment. 🙂
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So imagine me with a quill, not a drill😊
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That’s a good one 🙂
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That’s adorbs. Absolutely adorbs. Pardon the slang!
The Dad sure is a darling, and honestly I think he’s taken the fact that Ned is not gonna be around, well in his stride. After all he now has Birdie-nom-nom to give him company now. ;-))
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Cheers, Natasha. Dad is cool (as with most dads)
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Laughing all the way, from the title to the last line. Great job.
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Thank you kindly 🙂
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A very punny story that brought a smile. Sad little twist at the end.
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Thank you for the comment, Irene. Some jokes (bad ones included) are born out of sadness, aren’t they?
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Probably some are for sure.
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Dear Varad,
You’re killing me. Actually I only have Mynah injuries and I’m all a twitter over your puns. But I’d best stop before someone accuses me of egging you on. (Loved your story!)
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Heh heh! Thanks, Rochelle. I wanted Ned’s dad to sing Ówl by myself’ but restrained myself. 😀 Too many bird puns might become ‘ill-eagle’ 😛
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Oh my. I don’t know if you meant for this to be a sad story, but it certainly tugged at my heart strings. I feel so bad for the father. You did an amazing job of capturing his desperation and desire to reconnect with a son who is too busy for him. Knocked it out of the park. Thanks for sharing.
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Thank you for your very kind words, Kathy. I did intend it to end on a mellow note. Some people use humor (even the bad version of it) to cope up with their loneliness. Ned’s Dad falls in that category.
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Dad sounds like a fun guy, I like him 🙂
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He is! Too bad Ned doesn’t feel that way. Thanks for the comment, Iain.
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I have a feeling that the son has outgrown his dad… love the puns
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I had one on ‘left wing’, but didn’t want to overdo it. Cheers for the comment Bjorn and you got it right. Ned has outgrown his Dad.
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Your puns are terrible. I love them.
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Heh heh! I shall consider my mission accomplished. Hope you were ’emu’sed… err…hawkward 😛
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Bird tonsils… Lol…
Nice one!
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Cheers! 🙂
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Groan…. 🙂
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Heh heh! 😀
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