Feathers flies

This morning, Miss Feathers was looking out the window.

I brought her some breakfast.

"Here you are, Miss Feathers," I said.  "Your favorite breakfast granola cereal.  Oh, and I added some honey to it."

"Thank you Ajdin.  You know, my wing has been feeling much better since I broke it several weeks ago.  Perhaps we can take off the bandage today."

After breakfast, I inspected her wing and used scissors to carefully cut off the bandage.

As soon as I took it off, she began flying around the room.

"Oh, I am much better now!" she chirped.

I decided to take Miss Feathers outside after she had been cooped inside all this time.  She flew onto high tree branches.

And low tree branches.

And shrubbery.

And more trees.  I could tell she was in beary good spirits.

The weather was beautiful and we even found this colorful pot of pansies to admire.  Spring is here at last!