For weeks there was this bird in my backyard
with the loudest, high pitched squawk I've
ever heard. It squawked morning, noon and
night especially when the dogs were outside.
I could hear it in the house even when the door
was shut. So one day when I was sitting outside
I couldn't take it anymore and threw something
at the bush it was squawking from.
It flew away and when I went to pick up
the thing I had thrown
I thought to myself, "maybe there are baby
birds in the bush and it was the mommy
trying to protect them"
I peeked into the bush and sure enough
there were three little scared looking
babies in a nest.
I felt so bad. I'm such a meany
The next day they all flew away
and luckily no more squawking!
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