Meet George.

George was a victim to my cat's explorative nature. I heard her yelping cry as she toddled down the corridor towards me, bearing gifts. The poor bird was dropped into my hands after being plucked from his nest, regrettably, too early for him to manage on his own.

Luckily for him I am patient, he is not injured, he's just unable to fly properly yet so we're going to look after him until he is a little older, and we'll teach him to dig worms and let him learn to fly in my bedroom. He's lovely and friendly, eats well and drinks well.

Also he is ADORABLE. Which is obviously a huge bonus.

Sorry it's been a while, i've been, away? I'm not really sure where i've been. Looking for something.