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Three days ago, a bird flew down the woodstove pipe. My husband threatened me with harm if I ever again dismantled the stove pipe to release a bird, then he epoxied the sections together. The failing fluttering I hear makes the need to help greater. Moving cautiously, I slowly open the damper, the baffle, the doors, and the hinged lid, then softly sweep along the stove damper with the ash broom. Out pops a sooty bird. After several flights around the room, it soars out the already open door- free after days of struggling, scraping wings. I can help them.
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Natalie Wilkinson
Writing. Woven and Printed Textile Design. Architectural Drafting. Learning Japanese. Gardening. Not necessarily in that order.
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Comments (3)
Wow, you really crammed a lot of emotion into this small bit. Well done! I was so worried the bird wouldn't get out.
I'm a huge bird lover. Glad you saved it!
This is great! Packed a lot into the short word count! Well done!