Onder The Zelfde Oude Sky

The Wounded Bird

I finally took him to the new shelter. He was sleeping all the time and I think he had a dream because he was mumbling something. I felt pity for him because of his bad injuries. I took care of his wound, but with a cat's way. Since the bird haven't woke up yet, maybe I can find him some food. But, what is his favorite food? I hope he likes what I bring later.

As I go far from the shelter, I began to think, Is it worth it to save him? I got a feeling that he's not worth it, but I just want to save him. But, what if he turn me down? What if he made me do bad things? So many doubt in my mind that I didn't want to go back to the shelter. But, right now, he needs me. So, my choice was to took care of him whatever it takes.