Roz Kaveney (rozk) wrote,
Roz Kaveney
rozk

Facing Fear

This morning there was a strange scrabbling noise from the chimney breast and I was very worried that it might be rats, creatures I can wait a long time to experience after the unpleasantness of having mice a few years ago. It did occur to me that it might be a bird - it seemed to make more noise rather than less if I banged the wall. Environmental Health said they could not get anyone round until Thursday, which would be too late for any bird to survive - and it also occurred to me 1. that a dead bird in the blocked off chimney would be really unpleasant and 2. that I was going to have to move all the books that are stacked in front of said chimney anyway. So I pulled the piles down to sort and tidy later - something that needed doing anyway - and I prised the metal sheeting open and held it there for a while. A small unhappy bird hopped out past my hand and fluttered round the room a bit in a tiredly panicked way until I gently shooed it towards an open window. It banged into the glass a bit, but eventually got the message and flew away.

I realize, sadly, that all I know is that it was too big to be a sparrow and too small and brown (with speckles) to be a crow or a rook. I like to think that it was a songbird of some sort...
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