When there are dogs & music, people have a good time.
from an assignment for the AKC Gazette about a rescue who befriends a foster child.
The moment a little boy is concerned with which is a jay and which is a sparrow, he can no longer see the birds or hear them sing. —Eric Bernet
“Hear! hear!” screamed the jay from a neighboring tree, where I had heard a tittering for some time, “winter has a concentrated and nutty kernel, if you know where to look for it.” —Henry David Thoreau, 28 November 1858 journal entry
When nature made the blue-bird she wished to propitiate both the sky and the earth, so she gave him the color of the one on his back and the hue of the other on his breast. —John Burroughs
when, birds are not birds & boys are not boys & when, boys think they are birds, if by chance they encounter a dog—would that be bird-doggin’—