Turn Your Own Wheels

Shad and I have been spending a lot of time at Sears lately. Sometimes we go once a day. Sometimes we go twice. It’s kind of our special place. It’s really where all the hip people in Honolulu hang out…

Well, it’s more like a place to get cheap sheets, but you know… we’re still cool.

Anyway, this post isn’t about Sears. It’s actually about someone we met outside. There was a little bird who may have fallen or hopped down to the main level of the outdoor mall at Ala Moana. He wasn’t able to fly yet, but the way he was fluttering around, it looked like he was getting close.

Our Little Friend

The little guy probably picked the worst place in the world to learn how to fly. There were so many people walking past him that we were worried he was going to get stepped on. His parents were watching overhead, but it’s not like they could come by and move him out of the way. Shad and I watched him for a little while and Shad tried to nudge him out of the way without touching him (since you are not supposed to touch young birds). As Shad got close to him, the little guy hopped up onto Shad’s shoe. That worked out since Shad just walked the bird over to a quieter spot and nudged him off of his shoe.

It was, maybe, the cutest thing ever.