While I was snoozing and snuggling Jude in my bed this morning, there was a tap on my window. Hank was holding this little bird.
The little bird had flown into our window and was stunned. After a few minutes it seemed to regain its senses and started flapping its wings. Before it flew away though, Hank spotted a different kind of bird in the yard. Eva went over and picked it up (our first clue that something wasn't quite right--it didn't fly away from her).
In other bird news, our friend Dinah has been raising abandoned swallows. She has had them since they were featherless, presumably just a couple days old. She cares for them like her babies, bringing them everywhere she goes. They are about 2 1/2 weeks old here.
We also have friends who have been caring for and raising kestrel chicks. Sorry, I don't have any pictures of those colorful raptors! Perhaps I'll have to have part II of this post later.
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