guys, remember when we were talking about what happens to birds/animals when they die in the city? well, sometimes i see dead birds on the sidewalk. last night pat spied a near-dead baby bird on the sidewalk. we stared at it. we pondered it. then, pat picked it up! this is why he is my soulmate. what dudely dude picks up a baby bird off the sidewalk? patty, that's who. i was pretty convinced that the poor thing was going to just die w/in the hour. it didn't! it perked up and started doing that baby bird gaping for food thing. i've been feeding it soggy dog kibble like a weird-o 12 year old. i think it will be ready to fly soon but it may be a little broken so i'm going to take it over to the rescue place. anyone want to go? his name is brian, also pat's idea.
love,
me
love,
me
