Dorothy Dunlap
Mecklenburg, NY, United States
I was trimming a large wild rose bush next to my driveway. I was being very careful as not to be scratched up from head to toe. As I was lifting my head up very carefully, this little guy/girl was staring me right in the face. How hard it was not to laugh out loud at his feather-do and his “what-are-you-looking at?” stare.