Just another day in my life... got home from taking Fozzy to vets. All kinds of stress flooded my body as I saw Richard in the driveway holding a tiny bird.
Fearing the worst, I thought that it was a victim of one of our cats but instead the little thing flew into the window of our three season room.
As I wrangled the animals to get them all inside so Richard could set down the bird, it came to its senses and flew away.
Richard thinks that he should grow a beard, go live in the woods and care for the animals.