Bye baby blackbird
It took next to no time for him to grow bigger than his folks. A couple of months on and he was in fine fettle, as healthy as could be, looking much fitter than his mum and dad. They'd given him everything, from life itself, to food, to encouragement and had taught him how to survive.
He was wary of potential predators and always hid away from prying eyes, summoning his meals when he got wind of the presence of his parents.
He was now a fully-fledged survival machine.
It was a pity they never told him about windows.
- Category: True Stories Told As Fiction
- Tags: Windows dead ahead. Very sad.
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Christopher almost 7 years ago
We used to have birds where I grew up that would get into these wild berries in the woods behind our house and then would literally divebomb the house, purposefully slamming into the windows. It was very Hitchcockian. My dad said the berries must have made them intoxicated. That's the only thing we could come up with. But it was weird to periodically have to pick up whole shovels full of birds from below the windows outside the house.
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Christopher almost 7 years ago
Great drabble, by the way (your drabbles always seem to make me get lost in thought).
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Neville Hunt almost 7 years ago
Thanks both. This poor blackbird was at bro-in-law's trying to fly through the French windows. The dull thud foretold the tragedy. It hurts every time as we love blackbirds, who give so much to their young. We have a lot of big windows at home that fool the little fellers too. It's part of nature, but I still feel a bit guilty. :-(
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Neville Hunt almost 7 years ago
Btw, Christopher, yours is a great birdkaze story too. Very drabbleworthy!?
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Christopher almost 7 years ago
I thought about that after I posted the response!
