Sam noticed a little bird in our garden on the stem of the peas. He tried to get it away, but it wouldn't fly. Then he tried to feed it a worm--which it didn't take. Eventually he had the bird in his hand, and is now trying to convince me to adopt it, since it won't fly away. He says if it's dead on our grass in the morning it's all my fault. (Since when did Sam turn into such an animal lover? It's cute!)
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