A few minutes ago, a bird flew over my head. Yes, I'm inside my house. No, we don't have any windows or doors open. Yet, a bird made its way into our house. This explains the breeze I feel when I walk down the hall from the bedrooms to the living room.
Monday, January 21, 2008
Wild Kingdom
Posted by Rhonda Jeanne at 10:55 AM
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