There’s a baby bird who lives around our block.
It’s stalking us.
Well, maybe stalking is too strong a word. But he comes back daily, practically, and flew into the house twice. We had to catch and release him to keep the cats from getting at him.
He doesn’t come into our home anymore. But we’ve seen him flitting around our backyard, hopping around with his dark head, streaked body, and beady little eyes. That sparrow is so cuyuute!
But why is he so attracted to our house? And why does he only visit us now? Maybe-maybe he’s a spy! But why did he come here? To steal our fudge recipe? We use the mix, FYI. I don’t really know. It’s a mysteryy…..