We were raking leaves, putting the fallen pine branches back into the beds to use as mulch, and picking up the pieces of the broken landscaping that had been blown across the yard. In one of the front beds, i see something fluttering and flailing. It was a bird. He obviously had broken bits. I don't know if his neck was broken (unlikely he'd be alive), or if his leg or wing were broken, but he was hurting and couldn't fly away.
I moved in closer to get a better look. He looked so sad. I went inside and cried. Then I got on the internet and did some research about bird sanctuaries and where I could take him to get him some help. I found a place in Noble (but it is about 40 miles away). I called them and they said I could drop the bird off at the OKC animal shelter and they would come up there to get him. I told the hubs to get the car ready cuz we were taking this little bird to the shelter. We got in the car and drove him south side. We arrived after hours, so we put him in a cage and left him.
Poor little guy. I feel so sorry for animals who are suffering. They are truly helpless and cannot always take care of themselves. He would have died a long, probably painful death if I hadn't tried to help him. I don't know if the sanctuary can do much to help him, but if nothing else, maybe they can give him a quick, painless end.
I didn't know him for long, but I sure did grow fond of him. He was a nice bird.
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