Holly saw a junco picking grit off the dirt just outside the breezeway door. She was fascinated watching him hop around and wanted to get him. so. bad.
Can I has that leetle feathered mousie??
I would love him and hug him and squeeze him and bite him. And call him George.
Now if there was just a way to get all the pigeons around here in a room with her for 10 minutes. ;-)