Gotta find a worm, gotta find a worm, gotta find a—oh! A crumb! Lucky day! It’s mine, it’s mine, it’s—oh. Jerry got it first. Darn. I wonder if there are any worms around! I flutter on little wings along the ground, hopping on my little feet. I am a sparrow! I am trying to find a worm because I am hungry. That is nothing new though because I am always hungry. Except when I am not hungry, but that only happens when I go to the park. I love the park! There are lots of big trees to roost in and fluff my feathers. I like to watch the humans, but they are big and scary—watch out!! Oh, okay, it is okay because I flew away from the big, scary human and into a tree. Humans have big feet. I do not know why I am scared of humans, but if they get too close, my friends always fly away, so I do too. They are not very smart birds, like me, but they are good. Except when they steal my food—I see you, Jerry. I will fly back to the ground to look for worms. I am hungry.