...while I get my act together long enough to post a real entry.
We had a BUNCH of rain here last week (thank the Lord - we needed it) and every wet morning, when I went to let Bo out first thing after waking up, I saw this:
What's that, you ask? It's a lone, fluffy little bird! Taking shelter from the storm underneath the roof of our porch! He's puffed all up with his nose in the corner.
He was there both mornings. The first time I saw him, I was taking Bo outside. I ran into the house and retrieved Brian. Then I ran back into the house to get my camera.... and at that point, the bird had woken up, turned around to face us, and was watching us rather grumpily. It wasn't long before he said "See ya!" and flew off into the dark morning.
Have a good day!
Very cute! Similarly, last Saturday morning we had a "guest" curled up in the middle of our porch. Just as Erin was going out the door leaving for work, she froze and asked "What is THAT? Is that a RAT?" Sure enough, it turned out that it WAS a rat and he was almost dead. I'll tell you the 'rest of the story' when I talk to you. Needless to say, our story was not near as cute as yours...and a lot messier! UGH!
ReplyDeleteVery cute, Maegan, AND I was just going to mention that rat of your family's! Egads! It's a good thing yours was a sweet little bird instead of a rat!
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