My wounded friend
My little wounded friend, he flew into a window. He was bleeding. I can only hope he will be just fine. he climbed up from the ankle to this point the reason my sleeves are covering my hands is because he thought I tasted good (not really) he is a wood pecker so what do they do they peck. it was not hurting but I thought hey better safe than hurt. I have woodpecker blood on my hoodie (a sign of something?) maybe.
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He got brave my little wounded friend he climbed to my shoulder. then kind of flew totally drenched in water to the lawn where we left him alone. then he fell from the retaining wall into a flower bed below. Picked him up easily and yes he did flutter a bit but put him into a large pine tree in the yard. So far so good. He is more active now since these pics were taken, higher up the tree and calling for his parents. It's now in the hands of god. I will continue to check on him through the evening until I go to sleep. UPDATE!!! just now @ 8:25 pm I was out checking the baby/ brave one and mamma was there feeding him then a minute or so later mamma flies off guess who followed. Tears of absolute joy are in my eyes right now. totally awesome!!to be able to witness the end of what is a good thing!!
I'm glad it ended well for the brave little guy.
me too totally