Saturday morning, right at breakfast time there was a loud thump on the window. Something hit the window pretty hard. My husband said “What was that?” He got up from the table and looked outside. There was a bird on the ground. He had hit the window and fell down on our patio. He was laying on his back, not moving. I ran and put on my gloves and went outside. He was very still.
I picked it up gently.
I sat down on the grass and let him sit on my hand. I think he was dazed.
I just sat there and he just sat there. I told him it was ok, he just knocked himself out. He was safe with me. He still just sat there.
I took him to my backyard and put him on the deck. All his bird friends were flying around. I have these Holly bushes with red berries. They like to dive into the bushes and eat the berries.
He sat there for a while. I sat right beside him.
He looked around but he didn’t move.
I was worried about the little bird. He just sat there. He finally just took off and flew awy.