Saturday afternoon I was walking home and right in front of my eyes a car drives over a young magpie who was just out with her folks for some flying lessons. Luckily she wasn't hit by the wheels but she tumbled a few times and laid for dead when the car passed. I run to the rescue and took up the paralysed bird, cramped and scared, and took it home, only a few meters.
She came to life after feeding her some worms out of the wormfarm and some mulberries from our tree. She is the most cutest thing, still needs to be fed but tries to fossick around a bit too. Twice a day we do flying lessons, she is getting better, but still has problems landing. She adopted me as her carer and I hope we'll get a bond and she stays in our garden. I love the sound of magpies. I read they are very territorial so that might work.
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