Me: I'm so tired this morning.
Zoe: Why?
Me: This crazy bird was singing outside my window. ALL. NIGHT. LONG. I thought birds needed to be quiet at night so cats and raccoons wouldn't find their nests. He NEVER stopped singing.
Zoe: He must have found his true love, and wanted to sing about it.
I now feel completely guilty for having homicidal (bird-o-cidal?) thoughts about that bird.
1 comment:
that is so cute! what a sweet girl!
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