At least as far as all things birds consider useful. like the ability to fly away from a houseful of girls who want to examine him.
Jet, with his gentle gloved hand, took the shocked bird and placed him up in our front tree. low enough for the girls to see him. high enough to give him the illusion (albeit dazed-and-confused) of beingl safe.
The bird didn't perk up until Brilliant One (tha'da'be Jet) went inside and got a child's medicine despenser to act as a bottle.
Doesn't Jet look like he knows what he's doing? I guess it was all those years of raising sheep and...all the other animals he had growing up.
The girls loved being able to see a bird up close and personal. Of course, Raegan wasn't satisfied just looking. ;)
And what was Lani doing while the Big Girls were getting a firsthand lesson on birds, you ask?Chillin' on the sidewalk....
...watching the girls say goodbye to the bird that suddenly got the strength (and wisdom) to fly away.
I love it when God provides little learning opportunities. even if it was at the bird's expense :)
*Addendum: Since our little visitor, Charis has decided that she wants to be a birdwatcher when she grows up. AND that she wants to save up for a pet canary...or parakeet. depending on which is cheaper.
