Poor Birdie!

On the way to work this morning a cardinal flew right in front of my car. I looked in the rear view mirror and did not see any feathers, so I figured it made it past.

Well I got home today and Blake ran outside and said, "look what you caught mommy." Apparently the bird did not make it past my car.

Blake pointing to the poor bird. Also, check out his shoes he is wearing. My mother in-law said he insisted on wearing two different shoes.

Poor birdie!
The burial site! Yes, I did the right thing...Blake and I buried the bird!
Like my good little Catholic boy said, "Father, Son, Holy, Spirit!"

The last few feathers left!