“When does
spring arrive?”
“March 21st. Why?”
“Isn’t it
April?”
“You’re
right it is! In fact it’s almost
May! What happened to spring?”
The Robins
bobbed their heads as they peered around at the snow-covered ground.
“Ha, ha,
ha. You Robins didn’t pay any
attention to the weather forecast or you would have stayed south where the food
isn’t covered by snow.”
All three
Robins glared at the Cardinal before flying off.
“Silly
birds, they never do know what’s going on.” The Cardinal fluffed her feathers and settled down to wait for
the sun to melt the latest artic blast.
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