Cuckoo rescue
Yesterday while sitting on the couch in the living room and reading, I was startled by a loud thump of something hitting the picture window. Looking out the window I couldn't see anything, but if whatever it was had dropped straight down, I wouldn't have been able to. When I went outside, I saw this:
It's a yellow-billed cuckoo. I watched her (him? you can't tell with cuckoos) for a few minutes but she just sat there, completely dazed. Following Cornell Lab's instructions for birds involved in window collisions, I went inside and prepared a shoebox. When I came back out, she had pulled herself together a little, but was still clearly dazed.
I put her in the box. She didn't seem injured, but was unresponsive to being handled.
I took the box inside and left her to recover for about half an hour.
When I took her back outside (she had pecked the box a couple of times, so I figured (hoped!) she was ready to go) and took off the lid, she immediately jumped out but then just sat there.
I put my hand down and she climbed on to it. She sat there for a few minutes, gradually getting perkier and letting me take a few pics:
And then she pushed off and flew over into the bushes at the woods' edge. Another minute and she was gone.
1 Comments:
How wonderful to have her sitting on your hand.
As to her jumping out of the box, perhaps she was Irish and found that Union Jack culturally offensive?
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