A case of the collywobbles

Jackie was no expert on birds, but the tiny, timorous creature by the foot of the tree looked spare and pitiful; its palpable distress gave the child a case of the collywobbles.

Tenderly, the schoolgirl leaned down and scooped the bird up in the palm of her hand and looked at it carefully. Perhaps it was of tit stock?

“Don’t worry, little Honey… I’ll take care of you.”

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39 thoughts on “A case of the collywobbles”

  1. Love your story. I didn’t know the meaning of collywobbles, but after discovering its meaning I have certainly had them. 🙂

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