I was walking down my street and I noticed a house with a ton of junk out in the lawn. Amongst piles of old grills, trash cans, and laundry was a framed print of the last supper.
I thought this would make an excellent photo so I looked around for signs of life, and snuck into the driveway to catch a shot. As I was lining it up, I heard this voice say "Hey!"
It was the owner of the house. I was busted. I was ready to get yelled out. Then, he said something I didn't expect. He said "Bird!"
Bird? What the hell? He laughed and said "Bird" again, pointing to a tree. He was a mexican guy who obviously didn't speak much english. "Bird! Baby!"
I looked at the tree. Indeed, there was a bright green parakeet perched in the branches. The guy thought the reason I was sneaking around with a camera was to take pictures of the bird. He motioned for me to take the photo, so I did.
"What's his name?" I asked, and he replied "Baby!" laughing. I laughed, too, although i'm not sure why. "Bird!" he said again, and I said "Yes! Bird! Nice bird!" and laughed with him. It felt good.
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