True. True. True. Let ‘em get the worms. I don’t want any worms. Speaking of birds getting worms, I saw this robin kinda standing around looking like she had no purposeful intent, then all of a sudden poke her beak in the grass and come up with a big, fat worm. Do these birds have that build in worm underground sonar thing or what? This robin kept scoring over and over. It was amazing, but still didn’t make me want to get up early to get the worms.
