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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[…] we left about 45 minutes later, the song sparrow was not on the sidewalk any more. It was in this tree. It was still acting a little stunned, […]