Rover slinked up to my side and nuzzled in. He was usually such an upbeat dog. I patted his head and asked, "What's wrong, buddy?" His eyes flicked over and that's when I saw it: the birdcage was empty. All that remained were the feathers.
Thanks to 
Rover slinked up to my side and nuzzled in. He was usually such an upbeat dog. I patted his head and asked, "What's wrong, buddy?" His eyes flicked over and that's when I saw it: the birdcage was empty. All that remained were the feathers.
Thanks to