picture taken from google
Was in a study frenzy when I looked out my window and saw this little thing sitting in a shade out in the backyard. I thought it was strange that it was sitting on the floor not moving. I went out to have a look and realised that it was injured but it managed to fly away.
2 days later I looked out my window and saw it again. Sitting on the same spot looking wet and miserable. I knew I just had to do something! I didn’t want it to end up as cat food. I went out with a towel in hand ready to catch it. It was so weak it could barely run from me. =(
Had to do a quick run to Coles to get some bird food. This is it all fluffed up and looking so miserable!
I don’t know whether I was being naive but I had hoped that it would slowly regain it’s strength and be set free. Sad to say it died the next morning. Right in front of my eyes, I saw it struggling for it’s final few breaths.
I am still quite distraught over it but at least I did what I can.
It’s never easy seeing the passing of a life. Sigh……
I buried it under this tree in my backyard, close to where I found it.
RIP little one.
