The other day I was drawn to the French Doors in our dining
room by Julian, our little King Charles Spaniel. He was giving
me one of his "alarm" barks. He was looking down at the porch,
outside the window. I could see that one of our winter birds,
a little Junko, had flown into the glass. Sometimes, when that
happens, the birds are just stunned and can soon recover and go
on their way. The Junko was trembling and had his eyes closed.
After convincing Julian to hush up, he and I knelt together to
watch and wait. Sometimes the bird would throw back it's head.
Sometimes his head would drop to the ground. That's when I
began pleading to God for the bird's life. I knew and I’m sure
God knew that this was about a whole lot more than the little
bird. As it's head stayed down and the trembling ceased, I
walked away, not able to stand any more.
I wasn't 10 feet away when Julian began barking again. I hurried
back to see that the Junko had flown away!
room by Julian, our little King Charles Spaniel. He was giving
me one of his "alarm" barks. He was looking down at the porch,
outside the window. I could see that one of our winter birds,
a little Junko, had flown into the glass. Sometimes, when that
happens, the birds are just stunned and can soon recover and go
on their way. The Junko was trembling and had his eyes closed.
After convincing Julian to hush up, he and I knelt together to
watch and wait. Sometimes the bird would throw back it's head.
Sometimes his head would drop to the ground. That's when I
began pleading to God for the bird's life. I knew and I’m sure
God knew that this was about a whole lot more than the little
bird. As it's head stayed down and the trembling ceased, I
walked away, not able to stand any more.
I wasn't 10 feet away when Julian began barking again. I hurried
back to see that the Junko had flown away!
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