I was digging up worms at 3am, he instantly took to his new daddy...Rub his beak and he opens it and you stick worms down it, easy enough, feed him water with a syringe. Half expected him to be dead this morning, but no, he was chirping for food...He's a little fighter! He's a blackbird I think, but might be a Thrush...
He spent the day in the garage with me, he was calling for his mum all day, some blackbirds came close, but I can't let him go till I have trained him to fly and built his strength up...3 cats next door...He needs training.
He ate about 25 worms today, the fat porker! At this rate he will be too heavy to fly...He happily sits on my finger and feeds, he is not stressed and was quite relaxed last night, he now likes me alot..hops about after me.
I like to save little critters, cause they have a hard enough time, they don't screw people over, they aren't greedy or wot not, they just like some food and some love :)
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