Me myself I was quite quiet in the garden at my grandmother's house when I see that my brave (?) Hound begins to get restless.
Go back and forth, puffing, looking at me, look at a bush, puffing again and then freezes.
It took me a moment to realize that was not lost on deaf ears as he often does, but it was stopped. For the sake
I approached. I thought of some snake, you often see, or at most a kitten, since even a hundred yards there is a farm.
moved a little 'leaves. Grey. No, definitely not a reptile.
Kitten? I go up a little '. A pair of wings. Awwww! A Civettini!
's probably fall from the nest in one of his first flight, because does flying a few feet.
And it is seeing what he did: he has taken off. Too bad she did the wrong side is flat and near the road.
From there zompettarci happily in the middle of the pitch was short.
Now I know that you should not take them without gloves canvas, but ... but would end up squashed under some machine / fried from too hot and ended up in the ditch that was five feet away!
So, with the help of my grandfather, I got it. We made out on the trees not far, of course,
I'll keep an eye on, and if it were in difficulty and will contact the riacciufferò LIPU. But it should be enough hail to make it alone.
Damn, but it is a wonder! * Zip * absolutely love the owl
