Have we told you about Morty? This isn’t a picture of him, but it’s looks a lot like him. Morty is a sparrow who was learning to fly. He wasn’t very good at it. Every day he would end up somewhere in our driveway. His mama should have told him that was a poor choice. We were very careful not to run him over. Nathan could ocassionally move him back to his nest.
We talked about him. Nathan named him Morty. We don’t really know if Morty was a boy or a girl. Yes, I used a past tense verb to refer to him.
I loaded up the kids in the stroller yesterday. As we were about to leave, I thought I would go and see how Morty was doing. As I walked over to him, I noticed some blood. Then I noticed something more disturbing- his head was several paces from the rest of him. I called Nathan and left him a message that sounded like this: “Nathan, I have two words for you. No, I have three. No, just two. Morty. Decapitated.”
I used the word “decapitated” because Ethan wouldn’t know what it meant. In about two weeks or a month, I expect to hear Ethan say, “Hey mom, what’s “decapitated”? But, for now, I’ve just told him that a bird bit Morty and he died.
