Stephen and Kensley were outside when she ran into the house to tell me she pet a bird! I was confused and Stephen walked in and said that Kensley pet a bird! Then they went back outside. The next thing I know, Stephen walks in holding a bird in his hands and it is just sitting there calm as can be. I guess it was on our porch when Kensley walked up to it and started petting it and it didn't fly away.
We were thinking it was injured or something because it didn't even try to fly away. It wasn't acting scared or nervous, either. Thinking it was hurt, Stephen climbed our wall and put the bird up on the roof so that it would be safer. The bird hopped off his hands onto the roof and then flew away! Never to be seen from again. So weird.
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What a fun memory!!
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