I know what you are thinking “Why would you take a picture of that?”. Well, mostly because it is upsetting, not just for you, but for me too.

My last girlfriend accidentally mangled a baby bird that blew out of a tree with some gardening implement… probably a Ho(e) if her personality was any indication. I digress. I tried to stop her, but most people don’t stop when you yell “STOP”! They just stupidly look around and continue to do what they are about to do.

Anyway, she started sobbing, which turned to crying when I told her she had to finish the job. So I had to.

chirp chirp It said as I crushed it with my boot finishing the job she had started. I’ve never hurt another animal in my entire life, but thanks to her I became a bird-murderer.

Even though I know, in my mind, the logical part of it anyways, that the bird wouldn’t have survived stepped on or not. I still feel bad about that little baby bird, four years later.