Blain was irritated. He was dripping with mud, while Gus chuckled.
“Get me lots of water,” Blain whined.
“We’ve got a ways to go before seeing water,” Leo the parrot replied.
“There was no other way, but for me to walk through the mud? How is my human going to recognize me?” Blain asked.
“We’ll get you some water,” Gus said. “The mud will wash off you, and you’ll be as good as new.”
Blain growled.