Do you think he's too little to survive on his own, chico?
I hope his mom comes back for him! Maybe she's just laying low till it gets dark
"We are--each of us--dying; it's how we live in the meantime that makes the difference."
"It's not what you gather, but what you scatter that tells what kind of life you have lived!"
"Be kinder than necessary, for everyone you meet is fighting some kind of battle."