while I was watching TV, I heard a LOUD thump on the window next to me and as I turned around to see what it was, I say a bird falling to the ground. I ran outside and found this young Mockingbird on the ground under some plants. I scooped him up before one of the local cats spotted him.
I brought him in the house and sat him on the top of a chair in a small room. He appeared to be oK except for seeming disoriented and out of breath. He allowed me to lift and inspect his wings and around his neck area like a tame bird would.
I left him alone for a few hours and when I returned, he was flying around the room looking for a way out. I was able to catch him and release him back outside, where he flew away, happy I'm sure to still be alive.
I brought him in the house and sat him on the top of a chair in a small room. He appeared to be oK except for seeming disoriented and out of breath. He allowed me to lift and inspect his wings and around his neck area like a tame bird would.
I left him alone for a few hours and when I returned, he was flying around the room looking for a way out. I was able to catch him and release him back outside, where he flew away, happy I'm sure to still be alive.
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