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We love Finches. The Goldfinch is a real favorite. Each year we are blessed with their early spring arrival. They crowd our thistle finch feeders all day long. We get to see the males plumage modify to the brilliant yellow. All just outside our window. Backyard birding brings a lot of surprises and pleasantries. This is a story with a happy ending. Reading one afternoon, I heard a thunk versus a window. Sure enough, one of “our” backyard birds had flown into the window. The poor bird lay there, on her back, legs twitching, and unable to right herself. She was a female Goldfinch. I went to her support and brought her inside. She lay on my chest and did not undertake to run, fly, or escape in any way. She did “poop” on me though! Together we sat for when it comes to an hour, she just looked into my eyes. The little lady was placed in an empty enclosed bluebird feeder. I left her sitting upright. In a few minutes, she was again on her back, legs twitching. I dreaded doing the humane thing and brought the bird inside again. Holding her, she did not try to move. We placed her in a box with seeds and water, now and again having to prop her upright. The next morning the little finch begun walking awkwardly and stumbling around in her box. Now when she was held, her tiny beak would pinch and pull skin amidst our thumb and pointing finger. How cute, she was getting feisty! The next day, she had no trouble running in her box, but when taken out, she still could not move her wings. After a lot of coddling, she was placed back in the box. This continued for three days, with each day bringing slight improvements. Day four brought attempts to fly. Our lady goldfinch could fly only a few feet and land in the carpet, so back in her box she went. The next afternoon, expecting only short flights, I was shocked when the lady took flight and this time flew all around the inside of the house! She in the long run let me gently catch her. She was closely ready. The next afternoon, my son and I took her from her box and keeping this tiny bird in hand, went outside. She begun chirping and squirming immediately. I opened my hand and rather of her taking flight, she tardily climbed onto one finger and looked about. Satisfied, she took flight to a nearby crepe myrtle, faced us, and started out to sing. I like to think it was a song of thanks. Two male goldfinches came and landed near her. The three sang for a few seconds, then she was gone. We were left with warm sensations for the rescue of this pretty backyard bird. We give hope or courage to you to participate in the satisfying sport of birding – in your backyard and beyond a world of color and amazement awaits. Birding stories, tips, and merchandise at Fancy Flyers [http://www.fancyflyers.com]
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