Furbie the nurse

I have a good window cleaner, perhaps too good. 

This is not the first time a young bird has gone splat into the window. 

We both heard the noise and went to see what had happened. Furbie spent ages watching as the little goldfinch gradually came round. I have learned that the best thing to do is give them space and time to come round (shooing off anything predatory like Blue from next door.)

About three quarters of an hour later, Furbie fetched me to see that our tiny patient had safely flown away.