Dead Bird
Beavis brought me a dead bird while I was packing up Dahlia's clothes in her room. Dahlia was happily playing/screeching in her crib and I was reminiscing about when Dahlia was small enough to wear a particular hat, onesie, sleeper, etc. I turned to walk out the door and grab another box when there in the threshold is a dead sparrow! I screeched. Said..."uh, good job, Beavis" and ran down the hall to call Steve. Logical eh? He asked if I was going to put it outside and I said - of course! Then when I tried to flip it into an empty box, it was all wiggly (not alive just soft) and started LEAKING. At that point I put the box over the bird and gave up on that task. I had the baby, Steve can deal with the dead birds - fair trade-off, right? I then also realized that the hallway is FILLED with little gray feathers. Ugh. I'm so grossed out.
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