Little bird, little bird…
When I came in the house after work this evening I heard a soft sound, almost like water dripping. I finally found it, there was a little bird up in the cottage front loft trying to fly out the window and beating it’s wings against the screen. I think it was a young sparrow. I gently caught it and carried it down the ladder and then outdoors.
Then I did a magic trick for the dogs who were watching me carefully… I showed them my empty hands signing “all-gone / empty / nothing” and then gently flung my hands up and away from me… Presto! A bird appeared out of nowhere and flew away. The dogs thought that was very funny! They can be quite easily amused and are a great audience.
The dogs open and close the doors to go in and out of the cottage and I think that occasionally a bird follows them in. This has happened before. The birds tend to go to the light which makes them easier to catch and release back into the sky where they belong.