Tuesday, October 29, 2013

Murder Most Fowl

I set up the wee house for Sonic, filled with straw, in a nice quiet spot...hoping he would hibernate there. 
The house has a removable slat on the roof allowing a peek inside.
I peeked.
To my absolute horror, inside the wee house was not Sonic, peacefully hibernating, but a DEAD BIRD.

I feel terrible.


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