Windex Clean

I know my patio doors aren't even close to be smudge-free. Matter of fact, most days you can count the itty-bitty finger prints gracing the lower half of the door.

Apparently tho, there is one (may he rest in peace) bird, who thought the door wasn't a door, yet a welcoming tunnel to some other place he wanted to fly.
Ker'plunk.

And Flynn had to witness it.

So, they assessed the situation & indeed, the bird was deceased. Jeff scooped the bird up with a bag. I think the bird deserved a proper burial, but I wasn't around, so I didn't have a say. Jeff did reassure me that they did pray for the birdy's bird-soul. I also think the bird should've had a ceremony, where the song, "BIRDHOUSE IN MY SOUL" (Might be Giants), played. Again, not present.

But afterward, Flynn was very perplexed. And asked, "Where is bird Heaven?" So, I said what I figured would appease her, "In the sky above human Heaven."
That contented her, so she proceeded to graph it out with her arms, "So this is earth..." (flat sweeping motion with her hand, at waist-height) "....and this is human Heaven...." (fist at her chest) "....and way up high, is Heaven for birds..." (she stretched her hand as high as it would go)