Stowaway

Andy had been joking that he was going to take Stella back to Glasgow with him. Then, when he was packing the car, she looked like she’d had exactly the same idea.

Earlier we’d seen her running around with something in her mouth. I thought Andy had asked if it was Bird, and I explained that she’d recently unearthed her old toy again.

“No,” he said. “A bird.”

And sure enough, it was a pigeon’s wing she’d found. Nice.