And there it falls from a tree. This brown, tamsi bird met its sad fate in between my dogs’ playful claws. Ate Bebie, our helper, found it while she was sweeping the leaves in our front yard. The creature still has its hopes intact as it tries to hop away from her and from anybody coming near. It tried to flap its wings but its as if, it had lost its balance a few seconds ago. Finally, Ate Bebie managed to picked it up and bring it inside the house. Can It still live and fly? I asked her. But she only grip the bird tighter in her palm as it tries to escape from it.
(to be continued)