
Our big back window is very reflective. Birds splat on it all the time, ecspecially in the afternoons. The bigger birds that we usually see, like robins and magpies, can take a hit and usually just sit there on the porch stunned until they fly away. (The loud window-thud scares me every time.)
This sweet little guy must have really hit hard. He didn't make it.
Lauren was particularly interested. She even waited for me to go inside for a minute before she unwrapped him and picked him up, patted his head and then rubbed him on her little cheek. I know- eww. We washed. Lots.
The next morning I had Gage bury him in the yard. Each of the kids got a rock and decorated it with markers for little headstones. They did a great job.
Today I caught him and his little buddy Nate trying to dig him up. Gage insisted that Nate wanted to see. More washing has ensued.
3 comments:
I think there are a couple of those burial sites in our neighborhood. Poor (stupid) birds!
too funny! i love the "birds beware" by gage.
This was a little educational--especially for your kids. I'm glad you took time to share!!
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