The Bird Feeder
Each morning the old gent filled the ornamental water bath in his garden and left food for the birds.
It didn't take long for the birds to arrive. First a robin, then a gang of scrawny sparrows; a nuthatch, three blue tits, a lusty pigeon and his mate. Finally, a jackdaw arrived, along with two goldfinches who sat together in the water preening their feathers.
One morning no food had been left out. The birds chirruped and cawed. Whatever could have happened ? Robin flew to the front of the house to investigate – just as an ambulance departed, its blue light flashing.
“What're we going to do ?” said the sparrows.
“We’ll follow it!” said Jackdaw. So, they did.
On the tenth floor of the city hospital the birds settled on a window ledge and peered into a grey room. The old gent lay in bed, tubes connected to his nose and throat. Nurse shook her head and closed the curtains.
The birds sat through the night, cold, hungry, and in despair. It didn't look as though the old gent would ever return home.
At first light Robin said: “Before we leave, let's sing an extra-special version of the dawn chorus. It’s the least we can do.”
“What shall we sing ?” said Pigeon.
“Our favourite song, of course!” said the goldfinches: ‘Always Look On The Bright Side Of Life.’
The birds sang beautifully. Nurse opened the window for everyone in the hospital to hear.
After a while the old gent's eyes flickered and he smiled. Several doctors were summoned to confirm his remarkable recovery.
Soon he was home, filling the ornamental bath, putting out food. And he wrote a letter to Nurse: “Thank you for helping me back into the world – a wonderful world with wondrous creatures in it.”