Kookaburra

 

A few days ago, I was called to pick up a kookaburra that a gentleman had found caught in his fence, hanging by his neck.  He was very concerned, and I really didn’t thing the poor fellow would survive.  So I took him home, and put him in a box, and there he sat all night, and seeing he was still with us the next morning, I spent the next day feeding him and hoping he would recover.

 

The following morning, I heard a funny noise in the room where he was, and went to investigate.  There he was, sitting on top of the wardrobe.  The box I thought was escape proof, obviously wasn’t.  And no way was he going to come down for me;  instead he flew to another wardrobe, but failed to find perching space on it and fell behind it.  Well I thought here we go, kookaburra stuck behind the wardrobe, this WILL be fun getting him out, but this bird, well I’m sure his name must be Houdini, managed to fall all the way to the floor…….not sure how, but he did, and as I’m trying to work out how to get him out, he waddled out from the bottom of the wardrobe….covered in cobwebs!  Ah, thinks I, now I can catch him….but no, he’s too fast for me and flies back to the first wardrobe, out of my reach AGAIN!!

 

So I opened the door to the back yard, and wedged it open so it wouldn’t accidentally blow shut, closed all the windows and anything that might lead him to  think he could escape anywhere else but the back door, and left him to it.  I came back half an hour later to find him still perched defiantly on the wardrobe, so I withdrew again.  Half an hour later I returned just in time to see him fly out the back door!  Oh what a relief….and rushed to shut the door in case he changed his mind…….