South by Patrick McDonnell
A sweet little wordless tale.
Birds migrate south, except that one falls asleep and loses his flock. Mooch points him in the right direction, but when that's too much for the bird, he leads him on southward, through the city, through even some snow --
A sweet little wordless tale.
Birds migrate south, except that one falls asleep and loses his flock. Mooch points him in the right direction, but when that's too much for the bird, he leads him on southward, through the city, through even some snow --