Monday, July 28, 2008

the 5th Parlange Boy

Kind of like the 5th Beatle...

The boys called me last night, VERY excited. They had found a little bird in the yard and told me they were now responsible for it and brought it inside.

When I got to work this am, Thomas Bird was snuugled up in a basket with lots of grass and some water and carrots. There were big plans to catch worms for him. Unfortch, he flew the proverbial coop asap and they are birdless. A few tears but we are on the lookout for him...

6 comments:

Cara said...

i'm sure they can always find another one.

Laurie said...

God I hope not birds are scary

Meg said...

BIRDS ARE SCARY! Please don't let them turn into creepy bird watchers.

susna said...

finding a bird like that on Madrona made me not eat chicken for about ten years . . .

Laurie said...

ruh roh we think Thomas (or Harry) is laying dead in our driveway. don't tell the boys! I swore this morning I had seen him sitting in the top of a tall tree singing his little heart out.

Lis said...

Sad! You should have Kip tell you his duck rescue story. The lesson learned is: don't rescue the wildlife