Friday, April 28, 2006
for the birds
While walking the monster, I pointed a Blue Jay out to him, because he likes to chase birds (Yorkies are hunting dogs- don't laugh!). We pass the birdie, and I suddenly feel like my hair is falling over. Oh no! I reach up to catch the falling section when my hand hits something... I look down @ my shadow, and... IT'S THE BLUE JAY!!
I guess one of my curlers looked liked his girlfriend or something, because it was totally trying to pull my hair out! Ack! We took off running for at least a block, then had to figure out how to get home. That damn Blue Jay was still sitting on the same section of fence when we tried to get home...