Saturday, January 10, 2009
Poor Little Bird
This morning my daughter noticed the cat trying to get up to the window. She opened the blinds and saw this poor little goldfinch huddled in the corner.
I went outside to see if I could tell what was wrong. It was shivering in the cold with it's little head tucked in its feathers. It wasn't moving, not even with the cat so close to it...
and pawing at the window. As I approached it flew away, obviously injured, but still able to get away. It flew to my neighbors back yard.
A little while later I heard Lilly in the kitchen going nuts at the door, I was sad to see that the goldfinch had returned.
Poor sweet little bird. I wish I knew what to do for it. Any ideas?
Edit: The goldfinch has died on the patio. I wonder what was wrong with it. So sad.