While interneting at my kitchen table I heard the now familiar thud of a bird hastily departing our bird-feeder flying into the window. This little Titmouse was laying on the cold concrete porch unconscious. In this cold weather he might not revive if he had a good concussion so I hasted outside and took him into my warm cupped hand and headed back to my laptop. Within about 2 to 3 minutes I could feel him start to squirm so I held him a few moments longer and then took him out and placed him upright on the feeder bar. About ten minutes later I decided to go to cut our Christmas tree and he was still huddled in the cold gusting wind. I picked him up and gave him a little sunny nook in the wood-rick where he was sheltered from the small wind. I retrieved my camera took his picture and then he decided to fly away. This little story ended happily enough (although occasionally birds do not make it after their speedy crash into the window pane).
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I am so happy that that little gal made it too.. I know the feeling only to well.. I had a few chickadees and a woodpecker in the same situation!
ReplyDeletep.s. I admire, what I am assuming is a basket in the background of the last photograph!!