I had to put several things in the trunk of my car, before I left for Antwerp, to meet up with my friends. When I arrived at the house of Miss K, I noticed something on top of the car. I was shocked to see a baby bird.. dead.. murdered.. His head was inside the trunk, the rest of its body on the outside. The poor thing must have fallen out of a tree, while I was loading the trunk. It's a very heavy trunk door. I really need to slam it, to close it. That's possibly how the little bird got smashed.. I'm sorry Birdy.. I guess you were in the wrong place at the wrong time.
You don't know me yet, maybe you do. If you don't, you will get to know me by reading this blog. If you know me, you might learn more about me, reading this blog, since I don't have the time to keep up with all of you. I'm a witty, young at heart hobby cook, always in for a good time, craving carbs but not eating many. An open book to many, spontaneous, outgoing, loving and caring personality with Type 1 diabetes.
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