- What she is seeing as she looks in that looks for appealing?
- Doesn't she see the smudges on the window left from our 6 grandchildren or the dirt I have not washed off?
- Where does she think she is going and what is she going to do once she gets there?
- Doesn't she know how many dangers are in this house and that she could not survive?
She flies by the window, into the window, sits of edge of the screen, sits on the handle, flies back and walks around the chair near the door like she's figuring out a new plan on how to get in.
The birdfeeder is 4 feet from her. Beautiful fruit trees abound in our yard. Green grass with black dirt and slimy worms are abundant. The sun shines its warm on the earth and the evergreens protect from the wind. What home could be better for this little bird. Peace, protection, deliverance are hers and she should be content.
Perhaps she is curious. Perhaps she is rebellious. Perhaps she is crazy.
What do you think?
Help me write the end of this story......