The Sparrow Cub That Was Placed In My Hand Stock Image

The sparrow cub that was placed in my hand was very hungry, thirsty and in no mood to ask me for help. He was injured. He was too sluggish to spread his wings and fly. First I gave him some water, and then I gave him some by wetting a piece of bread. A little later, when he started to get full, he started singing again, looking at my face almost as if to thank me. He couldn't feed himself yet because he was too small. I looked around for her nest, but I couldn't see a nest on the sides of buildings or in trees. Then I decided to feed him at home for a while longer. Because neither his mother could find him, nor he could find his mother. It was a good idea to release him back to free life by making a nest in the tree next to my house after feeding him for a while longer. Tue. And I did that.