The daughter of the home brought this little fellow into the kitchen when Mom and I were cooking. She had found him unable to fly on the ground and was afraid that an animal would get it. He was a pretty snapped up little guy, and we admired him. I must confess, however, that my primary desire was that he would be taken out of the kitchen before he recovered his flying ability and made a daring escape from his "handler." I believe he was set free soon after this picture was taken.
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