Real David H.

“Duke, look at that bird.”
The only problem is, Duke didn’t see the bird and that bird wasn’t flying away. And then he stepped on it. Twice.

The bird flapped around and chirped, and then two birds came out of nowhere and sent us on our merry way.

It’s not much to this story, but it was story I had to tell. And the baby bird was OK, I think. He hopped back up and appeared to recover. We didn’t stick around too long though — mommy bird wasn’t too happy.