his mom wondered where the pigeons sleep, thinking bobo might go with them. she's combing backyards with binoculars.
but then
a guy said he saw bobo on front lawn, looking very weak and thirsty, trying to approach a bird bath to drink, then flew up to roof.
it's sad to be lost so close to home, if that was bobo. i think about staying at home, and losing the homing instinct, never having to find the way, and one day stepping out into another world.
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