The baby bird I rescued from the dogs the other day is no doubt suffering from some bumps and bruises, and he's not the only one.
My shoulders hurt, my legs hurt, my hands hurt...I'm a regular walking pain. I strained some muscles I didn't even know I had, and Tylenol is my friend.
Apparently Dudley is suffering from some Post Traumatic Stress as well, as evidenced by the raw spot he's licked on his belly. Consequently, he's wearing his oh-so-attractive toilet seat anti-lick device hat.
Wit? About the only effect our free for all had on her was to make her CONVINCED that any bird should be viewed as a potential enemy.
Smart girl, that Wit.
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