Woody

Oh dear! This afternoon Stanley appeared over the garden fence with this fledgling in his mouth. I eventually got him to drop it and I thought it was dead. However, on my return from the garden centre it appeared to have rallied. It's too immature to fly yet so it's future seemed pretty doomed, but I've been in touch with a local sanctuary who advised to keep it in a quiet safe place overnight and if it's still alive in the morning then they'll look after it for me. It's now resting in a little lined basket, blinking at me when I go to check on him. Fingers crossed he'll make it the poor little thing. :-/