I found this little guy at the train station on the way home this evening.


He was struggling to climb this chain link fence and kept getting his feet caught in it.


When I helped him out he was completely happy to sit in my hand and I noticed he was drenched in oil and not quite old enough to have his full set of flight feathers yet. So I bundled him up in my jacket and brought him home to clean him up and keep an eye on him.

Although he didn’t have a problem with the trip home he didn’t like bathtime and decided he needed to climb on us.


Eventually he decided my hair was a good hiding place.


Eventually BlackwoolHoliday managed to extract him and get him to drink.

Hopefully keeping him warm and hydrated will get him through the night so we can work out what to do next.