- my flu-befuddled brain forgot the sweet bit from early tuesday, when I fetched a sub-adult Common Mynah from a woman who said it seemed very unafraid of her, was weak when she found it but perked up after 3 slices of pawpaw, and was neither willing to release it near her garden nor dispose of it unethically. Which, ahem, leaves me basically, plus a few covert sympathisers.
So with the last impetus I had left, fetched the youngster and put him in with the other two I have at the moment. Of course they demanded feeding, so I obliged. When newboy saw the syringe and the baby goop, he leapt of the perch and rushed me with his mouth open - and hasn't stopped since! Guess someone is missing a hand-reared baby....
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