The spouse-person found this poor thing semi-conscious on the front porch. Apparently it had bashed its head against the glass door. I took a pair of gloves and rescued the bird, placing it gently in a rose bush. The bird did not want to let go of the glove and so I left glove and bird in a safe place. Apparently the bird recovered, for an hour later it was gone.
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Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com Dispatches for the Colonial Office LogoSophia Magazine – A Pilgrim's Journal of Life, Literatur...
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Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com Dispatches for the Colonial Office LogoSophia Magazine – A Pilgrim's Journal of Life, Literatur...
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Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com Dispatches for the Colonial Office LogoSophia Magazine – A Pilgrim's Journal of Life, Literatur...
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Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com Dispatches for the Colonial Office LogoSophia Magazine – A Pilgrim's Journal of Life, Literature and...

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