So I just got back from a walk, where I saved Lucy from mortal danger.
Here's what happened:
We were passing some of the lovely suburban homes in our neighborhood, and I noticed a large red hydrangea bush up ahead. As I was about to pass it, I saw a hummingbird fly around the other side of the bush from me.
I love hummingbirds, don't you?
But I've heard before that hummingbirds, though diminutive and cute, are ferocious.
Then I thought, what if the hummingbird comes around the other side of the bush and flies in front of us, and is startled, and tries to peck us to death?
I started to laugh at myself for my ridiculous thought when I noticed my hand was shielding Lucy's head protectively.
Don't mess with me, hummingbird.