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Nesta Robbins
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Not seen this before, but looked out this morning only to see a tiny blue tit balancing on top of a tennis ball on our patio, his feet controlling it adeptly, as it rolled around. He pecked repeatedly until his little beak was completely stuffed with lime green fluff, then flew off to his nest. So cute.
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My cat immediately grabbed the stricken swift and ran behind the rockery with it.
My wife scrambed in after it and managed to rescue the bird from the cat's mouth.
She brought it back out and held onto it for a few minutes. We checked it's wings and gave it the once over. There didn't appear to be any damage.
We decided to give it a chance to see if it could fly, so she opened her hands and lifted it into the air.
It was great to see it take flight, and slowly rise as it disappeared over the trees at the end of the garden and off into the sunset.
I've stood at the bedroom window some mornings and watched them doing it.
What a hardy little thing, I'd have thought maybe the shock of having been in the clutches of both hawk and cat would have been too much. When I was little girl, I was always rescuing and wrapping sad little injured, half-alive creatures in cotton wool, thinking I was being kind to them and hoping to nurse them back to health with warm milk and so on, yet of course they rarely survived.
they die of fright most of the time, my cat's been after a fledgling before and I've tried to rescue it, or at least get the cat away, and then gone out to the garden and the bird has been sat there, perfectly formed, looking like it's stuffed