Remember this? I’m guilty again. Except instead of seeing the tuft of feathers floating around afterwards, this time some large feathers managed to flip up onto my windshield. And because it was raining they all stuck. Right there. Judging me. Giving me no choice but to stare at them until my wipers slowly brushed them off to the side and eventually out of my view.
But on a happier note, I’m almost certain the bird survived. He’s alive and somewhere out there flying a bit crooked. See? I only hit the tough ones.
1 comment:
poor little thing. You aren't a very good friend to the birds or ducks are you? heheh :) He probably lost the feathers on one side and is now forced to fly around in circles all day long....
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