Our front window is a danger zone for lots of birds. They're attracted to it because they can see right through to the backyard and think it's a short-cut. Sadly, they crash head long into the glass, then are stunned and dazed, breathing on the window ledge until they feel well enough to try it again. Until today, they've successfully shaken off the trauma and flown away, but this little guy wasn't so lucky. We buried him in the field next door.
RIP, yellow bird.Monday, May 21, 2012
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Maybe you need a cat to clean up your porch...?
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