A bird in the hand is worth two in the, uh, basement window ditch… thing.
The neighbors didn’t see me catch it, but they saw me walking across the yard with an extremely angry robin in my fist and had Many Questions. He’s fine, just very young and stupid. I’m not sure if he’d be able to get out of the window ditch on his own yet, but I wanted to make sure he got out before a cat could get to him. He is now sitting petulantly under the tree while his parents shout at me.