The Little Brown Bird

08/23/07

Yesterday when I was sitting on the porch a little fluffy brown bird came and sat on the porch railing just staring at me having one fit of yelling at me. He was just about hissing in this loud, screeching voice. I guess he thought I was taking up his space. Another bird was at the side of the porch in the orange bush doing the same thing. She finally took off and that was that!Eddie and I were gone till about 9:30 and when we got home I took Jezzie outside and when we were coming back in Jezebel's nose began pointing up in the air in to the top of the porch. I kept searching for what she was looking for and she kept smelling upwards.There, in the corner of the porch on a half/inch precarious looking ledge with it's head under it's wing and it's tail hanging down was "The Little Brown Bird" come to stay in that corner for just one night. Jezzie knew the little bird was there...her nose told her.