Oddly, this one doesn’t involve Zoe or Ellie at all, the unfortunate person was Molly. With the weather turning nice, one of Zoe’s favorite things to do is “eat outside, eat outside, eat outside, . . .”. So Sunday we brought our lunch out back. Just as we were finishing up this bird:
landed right over the table to serenade us with some post-meal music. Molly got a little something extra from it as well. She wouldn’t hold still for me to take a picture, but I did manage to get this one:
Another Poop Story
