She saved the sparrow’s life; and the sparrow rescued her from her grief. May they have at least 21 years of life together. My dad saved a sparrow half frozed on the snow. It lived in the kitchen and living room until spring, the sink full of water to drink and swim. In March my dad had two young sisters release it. It flew away. Then about 14 months later a bird tapped on the window: it came back with two much-more-hesitant chicks. My dad kissed the bird, fed all three, then they flew away. What a blessing from Mother Nature to you! You have done something quite marvelous to raise him and keep him alive and healthy. And now you’re teaching him tricks? Wow, good job! My hat’s off to you! In college, my little brother once saved a dove from a cat. This dove was barely alive and frightened literally half to death. My brother kept him in his room until the dove had recovered from his wounds and could fly. From that day on, every day from dawn to dusk, if my brother went out anywhere, the dove followed him. All the way to class and then back home… and even if my brother took a cab to like the mall, the dove would fly and when he got out, there he was… Pretty cool. I LOVE sparrows– such an under appreciated little bird. Loved hearing Happy’s story and how these two found each other. Such a special, lovely connection between animal and human!
