I couldn’t let I be forgotten that we briefly had a feral bird for a pet. This morning the kids called my attention to the cats looking at a bird. When I came to see i was surprised that the cats were looking at a bird standing on the deck only inches from them. Kylo touched t birds foot but they mostly started and left it alone.
Seeing that the bird was somewhat immobile we made up a bed for her to rest in. When Alyssa saw the bird she fell I love and adopted it. I told her that if she could get it eating and it didn’t leave she could keep it. We named it Poof (I think Ezra came up with the name) and eventually identified it as a starling.
Mere hours later Savannah came into the garage from working in the yard and then she saw Poof give a shudder and then fall over dead. Ezra buried her. She may have been a wild bird but she talked a bunch of hearts before her death.
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