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Chapter FiveThe parrot was very large, but extremely docile most of the time. Jenny regularly called to clip its claws. This occasion proved to be somewhat more serious. Mrs Moore, the owner, was looking pale and anguished when she opened the door to the young veterinary nurse. “Oh Jenny, thank goodness. I'm at my wit's end.” She stood aside to allow Jenny to walk into the hall. There was the parrot, Montgomery, standing on his perch in the lounge. He c****d his head to one side when Jenny walked up to him and cawed softly. “What seems to be the problem, Mrs Moore?” “He bit me, that's what the problem is. I've had him for nearly forty years and he's never done that to me. He's usually such a placid thing.” She stuck out her bandaged finger as if to underline what she just said. “Right