No Hummingbird Left Behind

A microgame of one of my life experiences Many years ago, when I was a teenager in California, my parents and I were set to leave for something or other. But when I went into the garage, a hummingbird flew inside, and immediately attempted to leave by flying to the top of the garage, where there was a semicircle window looking out into the blue sky. The little yellow-green hummingbird, obviously u…