When I was little, my Mom, Sister and I found an injured bird on the side of the road. Fearing for it’s life, I insisted we take it with us, so my mom put it in my fanny pack (yep, I was a cool kid *eyeroll*)
Once we got to our destination (DQ) the bird started FLIPPING OUT and we let it go and it flew away just fine.
The end.
(Source: Flickr / gracekathleen, via disinfected)
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