Sunday, May 20, 2007
I was lying on the couch today looking out into our yard when bang!, a bird flew into the window. I slowly crept up to the cill and there it was sitting on our cement patio. I closed the blinds to prevent another accident. The bird was totally still. Tyler thought he was either dead or dying but I refused to believe it. Not this bird, not when it looked like it had flown straight off of the birthday card I had received earlier in the day. It has to be a bad omen for a beautiful bird to die before one's eyes on one's birthday, right? I sat by the window and spied through the blinds for what seemed like an hour. First I noticed him breathing. Then slowly he started to move his head. I swear the thing looked right at me.
And then he flew away.