It's not a scary or sad book. Really, it isn't.
It's about a young small bird who gets separated from his mother. He goes around the world and tries to find her, encountering all sorts of animals and wondering if they are his mother. They all reply that no, they are not his mother, because they are instead a dog, or whatever else. It's remarkably simple.
This trend continues for a while, until the little bird approaches a dump truck called "Snort."
And that's where I used to LOSE it.
The two pages above are the absolute bottom moments of my childhood. I'm telling you.
The only way I can explain how upset it made me is by telling you that... I loved my mommy a lot. So the thought of someone, even a little bird, losing his mama was horrifying!
I was a strange kid. Leave me alone, OK?
Now I'm big and strong and independent and I don't need to cry at things like this anymore!
But I still love my ma.