As I rushed off to Pilates class the other day, a glance toward our basement window stopped me in my tracks.
There, on the INSIDE of the glass, sat a sparrow looking out.
My first thought was a Jeffrey Moussaieff Masson article, “Do Animals Get Depressed?” He contends that only captive and domesticated animals experience depression—not wild animals. Well, if he saw this tiny bird, I’m sure he’d change his mind. I see a LOT of sparrows around here yet have never seen any look like this one—forlorn, hopeless, still.
My second thought was to help the poor little guy.
I ran back into the apartment to tell my husband, who promptly (and without my feeble assistance) ushered the bird’s return to the outdoors.
Crisis averted and wild life restored. It doesn’t get better than that.
[Artist unknown.]
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