I was reading e-mail this afternoon when there was a thump from out on the deck. We have a squirt bottle out there for use with the grill and I thought it had fallen over, but I didn't see it on the deck.
What I did see was a little sparrow crumpled on the deck floor. His eyes moved a few times, but by the time I got out there it was dead. It must have been flying around and smacked into the window glass, breaking its neck.
I put it into a box and James disposed of it tonight.
Labels: birds
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. . . . . noted and logged by Linda at
11:10:00 PM
