The tableau was heartbreaking: a female cardinal lay still on the driveway up to our complex while a male hopped around her in what could only be described as distress. Our route took us the other way, but once we were home, we couldn't leave the birds there. "I don't want him to see her flattened, or worse, injured himself," Heidi said, and I agreed.
We gathered a dustpan, a plastic bag, and birdseed and then headed back to the scene on our mission of mercy to move her out of traffic. As we rounded the turn in the drive, however, we saw that the birds were gone!
"How?" asked Heidi.
"She was probably just enjoying a dust bath on the warm pavement," I guessed, "and he thought it had gone on long enough!"
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