I buried a sparrow chick today. A sparrow couple nested inside my home and kept bothering me making noise spreading bird feathers dust and everything.
I waited for them to go away on their own after nesting. I didn't want to disturb their nest so i tolerated this bad behavior near my kitchen.
The sparrow couple worked really hard making hundred of trips to the nest and feeding the noisy chicks. They wouldn't tolerate me around their nest at all.
I woke up one day and this chick had fallen out of the nest. The feathers were not complete and i was surprised how it still jumped down.
I didn't know what to do so i put it back in the nest it looked so helpless. The chick's one leg was crooked i noticed.
A disabled sparrow i thought maybe it will get fixed when he gets older? I saw the sparrow couple specially the dad protecting it sounding alarms whenever i was around.
The dad kept giving him flight training everyday showing him how to come back to the nest on its own.
The sparrow dad was diligent in feeding, protecting and educating him on how to properly fly. I noticed how he went to the chick and back to the nest multiple times as an example.
They are handling it i thought.
After this he jumped out the nest every day. I got into a habit of putting him back in the nest at sunset. How would a disabled sparrow chick fly? i thought.
The chick started spending one or two nights outside the nest hiding behind things and i couldn't find him. I would find him the next day when the sparrow dad was doing the flight training.
One day he didn't fight back as much when i held him to put him back in the nest. Hes just tired i thought. It was such a bother i had to put him back in the nest everyday.
One day i woke up it was all quiet no bird noise in the house. No sparrow chick around. I should mind my own business and get on with my day i thought.
Right before i went to bed my mom removed the plastic sofa covers near the kitchen and something was underneath it on the floor she couldn't see. She asked me to check what it was.
I turned the light on and saw the disabled sparrow chick lying on the floor. It wasn't breathing. The chick was dead and i just saw him at dawn fully alive.
Why didn't the sparrow chick fly? what happened to him? i do not know. I made a little grave in my garden with a shovel too heavy to lift.
I put the chick gently there and covered with soft moist soil. The only thing i could do is to bury him in my garden respectfully. This was the last time i put him back.