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"Two cellies and a baby bird"
We watch the little birdy as it tries to eat it hops around on deformed feet. It probably fell from it's nest all
the cats see it as easy pray until we take it in. It's scared and can hardly fly It's taken into our cell we take
it in only to watch I mend and grow, feeding him bits of little crackers and chips, surprising him with
cookie treats making him a little home and watching him as he plays around or sleeps
we don't know how long he will be around all we know is if we just let him go now he becomes the cats pray
and not even last another day It's surprising how a grown man, even criminals react to even a little bird this all goes through
my mind. when my celly brought him to our cell he wouldn't (???) if he didn't pick him up now it surprises me how something so wild he's
grown to trust us even as I write for a minute id try to fly onto my book to find a spot to sit back and watch
no he doesn't like to be picked up but being able just to watch something like this is quite entertaining and If I had my freedom id probably have just walked by
its quite funny how things placed in our lives to give us a different perspective even something as small as a baby bird and all his caring from behind the bars
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