tweat
Last night I found a sparrow on a suicide mission. I think it's mad at me for foiling it's plan. So now I have in my posession, a female young sparrow maybe two months old.
Its really good...really good at squawking with every breath, not eating food, not staying in one place, not remembering that I'm not going to eat it, and really good at running into the glass door. over and over and over.
Maybe it was trying to kill itself for the soul reason that it understands its own retardation. Anyways, I'm taking it to the park because I think it may want to be outside. I dont know if I'll let it go today but if other birds "adopt" it I may. We'll see.
Its really good...really good at squawking with every breath, not eating food, not staying in one place, not remembering that I'm not going to eat it, and really good at running into the glass door. over and over and over.
Maybe it was trying to kill itself for the soul reason that it understands its own retardation. Anyways, I'm taking it to the park because I think it may want to be outside. I dont know if I'll let it go today but if other birds "adopt" it I may. We'll see.