Monday, July 20, 2009

Rather depressing

There is a male House Sparrow dying on my patio. He's been there since around 9 am (maybe longer, but that's when I noticed him). He tries to stand up but isn't very successful. Then he goes back to leaning up against the wall. He looks miserable.

Why did he choose to die on my patio? I don't want to watch him die but I can't stop looking at him. Cuddles seems particularly intrigued by this. He has sat by the patio door and 'chirped' at this little bird for hours.

ETA: It has died. He had clearly been attacked by something. He has been removed from the patio.

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