So, I've decided that I'm gonna do a little logbook thing about Morty the dead bird, to tell you guys when things happen. No reason, just a thing to do. Earlier today, Morty got blown down the driveway by the wind. We thought he was scavenged, but it turns out he was a few feet away from where he started. After that, dad agreed to put him in a container in the garage to avoid him blowing around. He's still dead-set (no pun intended) on the decay thing though. At least he won't be out in the open.

Mortylog out.