1.29.2010

Bird brains

Every class has its slow kids.

I walked out our back door, and a flock of twenty mourning doves burst into the air in a whoosh of wings and tittering, and flew away.

But two doves stayed right where they were, looking around the yard, as if to say, "Where did everybody go?"

They've got a word for such unwary creatures in the Animal Kingdom: Lunch.

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