Sparkle

Coming home from church one day, Randy found this baby bird on our front porch. Emma named it Sparkle. Sparkle couldn't fly, so the girls called Grandma Hare to come over and help them take care of him. Grandma came and fed him, and got him so that he was full of energy. Then she put him on her shoulder and lightly covered him with her vest to keep him warm. Well, sparkle got heat stroke, and died the next day. The girls went to her house and helped her bury him. It was fun while it lasted....:)