“Honey, I’m Human”

I said to the bird as it flew through the open French doors, into my home office, and perched on my wicker chair.  I waved my arms.  I said, “You need to leave!”

It knew something was amiss, and was hopping from around in circles on the arm of the chair.  It looked at me.  It looked out into the sunlight.  It looked back at me.

“I’m human!” I said again.

It flew out the door to go update its blog on weird things happening in its own backyard. 

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