Fickle, Fine-feathered, Fairweather Friend

It gazed longingly with its piercing blue eyes, but we were not the object of its desires. No, it was food rather than friendship that it sought as we were soon to discover. When the tasty tidbits ran out, without a goodbye or even a thank you, he quickly turned his attention to the nextContinue reading “Fickle, Fine-feathered, Fairweather Friend”