When we left about 45 minutes later, the song sparrow was not on the sidewalk any more. It was in this tree. I didn’t see it at first, I heard it. It was still acting a little stunned, because it was trying to sing and was only managing the first three notes of it’s song. Hopefully it will fully heal!
Two days ago we came across this song sparrow on the sidewalk below a windowed walkway. Stunned, we thought. Not dead. I poured a little water on the sidewalk just in front of the bird and left it alone. It moved its’ head a tiny bit.
Part two here: https://drkottaway.com/2017/07/14/flown/
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