I'm pretty sure that the birdie has a broken leg. It's up high enough that I can't wrap it, so I'm going to keep my fingers crossed that the bones knit together and mend so that he'll be able to use that leg. I asked one of the students at school if he had any suggestions for a name and he said "Why don't you call him Peck?" I think it fits perfectly. So, he is now officially "Peck".
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3 comments:
i love it
good luck to little peck.
give him an earthworm for me
love you
mona
I can't decide if my kids will love Peck or be terrified of him!
I've always been a little scared of birds who are out of their natural habitat too! They are too skittish and wild-looking. Once a hummingbird flew into my house through an open window and I was too frightened to help it get out...
Good luck with little Peck. May he get back to the wild soon!
Ren
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