Surprised he could fly with balls that size. Looked down after the bird left and saw a partial skull. Played with it for a while. Looked like a fox face. It had been chewed up pretty badly by the little forest animals in search of minerals.
Nothing goes to waste in the woods.
Stuck it in my shirt to take home to Michele. I'm always gettin' her nice things. A butterfly came by next and landed on my left knee. By now, I figure that they think I am just a rock or sumthin'. That little roll-up tongue tested around on me.