Okay, this won’t be as wordless as it should be, but I must fill you in… 🙂
My kids came running to me one afternoon last week shouting that we had a baby bird on our front doorstep. When I looked out the window I saw this beautiful little one:
I immediately knew it wasn’t just an ordinary bird, and called a local rescue place to see if they would take her; we have far too many cats in the neighborhood and I feared she wouldn’t survive long. After describing her, I was told it was a Kestrel Falcon, and that with the extreme heat we’ve been having here in Phoenix, many of these babies try to leave the nest to escape the heat when their wings just aren’t quite ready yet. They would take her if I could bring her to them. No problem! I grabbed a kennel, a towel, and my camera (of course!) and caught her. Bless her heart, she tried to fly away, but couldn’t barely get up off the ground.
We drove her to the rescue place and got to see how well they care for all of the birds they take in. This little girl just needed a little bit longer to strengthen her wings and put on a bit of weight, and she’d be ready to return to the wild!