Dickens the cat decided to bring us yet another gift, this time a little bird: for a minute or so it was mayhem in the kitchen, a lot of running around, chasing the cat, trying to get to the bird before the cat did, small feathers flying all over the places,...finally we took the poor bird and checked if it was ok. Dickens looked at us a bit bewildered; I took the little bird into the garden and set it free, alas after a short flight he landed onto the passage by the front door and Dickens was again dangerously close to the bird. Another chase and rescue operation ensued, then I realised that the bird was still not ready to fly, so I helped him and almost "launched" it towards the sky and fortunately he flew far enough, landing on a branch of a fairly tall tree.
In this photo Mum is holding the rescued bird.
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