As the light turned red, I slowly hit the brakes. Coming to a stop, I looked around to see a bird hopping across the street. It was a youngish bird that I guessed to be in its “teens”.
“Hello.” I said in a light voice. “How are you?”
The bird looked up at with an inquisical look on its face.
“You should be careful.” I warned. “It’s rush hour and drivers might not see you.”
The bird hopped along the dividing curb a few inchers before bending to the ground. When it straightened up a lizard wiggled in its mouth. The bird chomped at the little lizard a few times before swallowing it.
Looks like I gave the warning to the wrong creature.
The light turned green and I continued my way home for dinner.