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This time we got one that was more than 2 days old. He was fully-feathered, with beautiful wing markings - but still a bit of downiness. He was gasping for breath and hot - so we gave him a bit of water and then started hunting insects. Only came up with a few flies, but I reckoned it was a start and we'd get some other things later.
Unfortunately though, this tale didn't have a happy ending. Within 2 hours the poor fowl had passed on to another plane. I suspect he spent the entire day sitting out in the hot sun, with an empty crop. By the time we got him it was already too late. I returned him to the wilds to complete the circle of existance and death.
I'm starting to wonder if I should gather advance knowledge on every bird species around here - especially the care and feeding of baby birds - just in case! Who knows what we'll be handed next.
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