In may 2011 there I was roughly 3 weeks old, not properly dressed and was minding my own business, snug and warm in my nest when big brother gave me a shove out into the big wide world. It was a frightening experience falling into a cheerless no man’s land that seemed endless, and landed on a very hard surface. I was so scared and frightened, and my tweets were not heard by anyone.
It must have been several hours as I layed there cold and lonely and very hungry. Suddenly I felt two hands soft and warm lift me up out of the coldness, by this time I felt very weak, but secure. I was layed into a warm bed and given food and went into a deep deep sleep.
Over the days I became stronger and life seemed to be kind to me, bathed and fed several times a day, I had new feathers and my wings got stronger. Time passed and my friends the hands held and cherished me through those scarey times. I was then taken to a large room where I was taught to fly over several days. I felt real good, but I knew this had to end.
One day my hands picked me up and a voice said ” come on little Tiddles its time to go out into the big wide world to meet your friends. God will look after you( and he did) Tiddles flew off into the blue sky to freedom, BUT returned 4 hours later very hungry and tired.
The year is now 2012 and the month of August, he is still arriving on my head for his early morning breakfast of cornflakes, he tries to get there before his mates arrive.
Bless him, remember there is always hope in this world NEVER GIVE UP.
This is a true story of a little sparrow that was rescued and still returns every day for food to the owners who cared for him. He is free and brings his friends around and has now a lady friend
– Daph
