Hello. This is The Daily Bone and I'm your compassionate doggie reporter Chester L. W. Stephens.
Yesterday it rained and rained and rained! Not just sprinkles. Not just drizzling. But full-on, flat-out, dogs-and-cats, pouring rain with high winds too. All day long! Non-stop! The clouds were zooming by like crazy.
In spite of the rain, or more likely because of it, lots of little birdies were eating at our feeders. We saw cardinals, mourning doves, house sparrows, house finches, gold finches, chickadees, and chipping sparrows, to name a few. Some of them looked pretty soaked, like this little one, below. He looks like a young one whose feathers aren’t all grown yet. It was cold out too. I hope he made it through the night! (Sorry it’s not more clear. The windows were wet.)
I took a peek out the window and he flew away.
Why can't the little birdie come inside our house and wait for the rain to stop?
I promise not to chase him. We'll be just like Snoopy and Woodstock.