The little bird who was brought to our gate a couple of weeks ago, has become quite a fun friend and regular visitor. We kept him safe and fed him for a week or so, and then once I saw he was eating on his own, I decided it was time for him to be set free. He had a few false starts, ending up sitting on the ground somewhere hollering. But finally he was gone. I wondered if perhaps he had met his demise, thanks in part to the human intervention in his life. Then, to my amazement, little Jackie showed up again, ready to be fed some tidbits. After that happened a few more times, we finally realized that our little bird was doing ok. He goes away to somewhere, and sits in trees and on power lines. But quite a few times a day he comes back and hollers for us to come say hi to him. We are always eager to run out and find him when we hear his voice. We try to grab a bit of bread or some other food item to give to him, and he gladly gulps it down.   Every evening Jackie disappears for the night, safe somewhere in a tall tree, I hope.
This morning during one his visits, Jackie flew right into the kitchen. We can’t have THAT around here, so Laura chased him down and tossed him back outside, offering a peace offering bit of food to send him on his way.
I don’t know how long Jackie will hang around, but we’re sure enjoying our little birdie friend while he’s here.