I am a
sucker for the down and out, and one for trying against all odds, sure I fail a
lot but sometimes you strike a win.
I was out
walking Mr Barkington this morning. When I spied a bird in the gutter, it was cold
and raining, I’m not sure what had happened. Then I noticed, it was still
breathing.
I picked
the bird up and carried it home. I got a rag and placed it on the heater to get
some heat into it and dry it out. Once I managed that, I got an old bird cage I
had here and placed the bird in there and put a cover over the top. I really
didn’t think it was going to survive. But, as I said, I try, just in case I
score a win. After an hour I had to head out for the day. I put a cover over
the cage and left it in a warm house, at least it would die comfortably.
I got home,
looked in the cage to find a very alive bird who was rather annoyed at being in
a cage. It was just on dark and I would have preferred it stay inside until
morning but this thing was not impressed at being in a cage. So, I took it
outside, opened the door and it flew into a tree.
Sometimes,
if someone gives a shit and gives a nudge in the right direction survival can
happen. Against the odds, it really can happen.