Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Best Day Ever, sort of

So maybe all you folks out there know what you're talking about. Who knew there was a "compose" and "html"? A few, obviously! My life will be changed forever.

Since I have refound this freedom, I will share with you some pictures of Wilma and Arthur. We found these two birds in our front yard. Don't know where they came from but you'll be happy to hear that I did not take a picture of the one that got ran over by the bike... Eeeks! It was a sad, tragic afternoon. Poor Wilma, Arthur, and Gideon. May they rest in peace...

4 comments:

Eric and Tara said...

Jennifer! You should have nursed them back to life...Bathed them in a thimble and feed them milk with a dropper!!

Chelan said...

Gasp!

I remember baby blue jays (that weren't ugly anymore like these poor guys pictures above) that were trapped in the basement window casing of your bedroom in high school. We got a window view of them peeping and hopping around. And your family had to keep Ketto, the cat, from getting outside and feasting on them.

Jen said...

It was so horrifying but what could I do? I'm not spitting worms into their mouths! They had their mouths open at first and were waiting for their mommy but they finally just tried to stay warm on the gravel as they slowly gave in to their deaths...

Kaydub said...

Did they really have homely tuffs of fur on their backs?
Poor babies. But did you do science class and dissect them once they passed on to lil birdy heaven?

Marm