Posted in May 2008
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Well........I decided to share a couple random moments of yesterday. First, let me give you a little history of bits and pieces of the last couple days. Our house has become, from my point of view, "Birdie Kingdom." Let me tell you why....it all started when my friend and I were playing around outside, and we happened to notice a bird across the street. A non-moving bird. So, we decided to check it out. There was a dead and very pitiful bird (I won't go into details) and beside it sat a small baby bird, which I think was a robin. Taking pity for this helpless creature and not wanting it to be unmercilessly killed by our bird-seeking cat, we carefully moved it to a cozy, cardbord box since the nest was no where in sight. Well, after coming to probably near death with the cat, Mr. Birdie, who was named Chelsea by sis :), was finally taken to a Wildlife Center by my friend's brother. Whew! We got that all taken care of. Not quite. Nope, not quite. Another birdie arrived at our birdie haven; however, much to the dismay of all, this baby bird did not quite make it. It died in sis's lap. Lil' sis sympathetically dug a grave for it....you may think, "Well, that's hopefully the end of that." No again. :) Since Tuesday, I think, we have had Mr. Ferocious (that's probably because he's scared to death) living in his box in the garage, and he sent us on a little adventure last night. We came home late from my grandparent's house and remembered that we had left the baby bird in his box in the garage, but after I had remembered our earlier escapade that morning chasing him all over the den, I feared that he may have hopped out. So, we ran into the garage, looked in the box, and....................he wasn't there. Oh, no!! Scrambling frantically around the garage, we searched and searched for the little troublemaker. All of a sudden, sis screamed something like, "Oh, my goodness! That scared me so bad!" I was like, "What? What did?" We then both turned to face my brother's bike, and perching so innocently on the tire of the wheel was Mr. Ferocious himself. And, to this day, he is still being fed worms by mostly lil' sis with some help from bro. Now, to complete this story of "The Three Birds," I happened to have a picture of Mr. Ferocious posing quite nicely for me on the tire............
And...here is the guilty kitty....
Anyways, those were my random thoughts. :) Hope everyone's having a GREAT day!! Love in Him, ~Missie~ |
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