BlurOfSerenity
New Member
a week or two ago, my dad was in the computer room upstairs at the house. he heard a loud bang, and went downstairs to investigate. he saw a mourning dove laying in the snow on the deck. it was dead. he picked it up on a shovel and threw it into the woods behind our house.
that night, when it was dark, he turned on the deck light. the ghostly outline of where the bird had hit appeared.
stupid bird.
(sorry if this was crude)
that night, when it was dark, he turned on the deck light. the ghostly outline of where the bird had hit appeared.

stupid bird.
(sorry if this was crude)