Otherwise known as a timberdoodle
Posted by Lissa on October 27, 2009
This . . . is a woodcock in its natural habitat:
THIS . . . is a woodcock in a most un-natural habitat. Said habitat being the sidewalk outside my office, after having crashed into the glass.
I stood by the poor thing for a good forty-five minutes waiting for animal control to show up. It didn’t move at all until right before the guy got there. When it did move, it suddenly flapped its wings and darted across the sidewalk . . . to smash into the glass, this time at floor-level.
Yes, I considered whacking it on the head or (as someone recommended) wringing its neck. I didn’t because
A) I wasn’t sure it was internally damaged; if it were only stunned, it could be healed. (The fact that woodcocks have a moveable beak makes me hope it was bleeding from the beak, not internally.)
B) I was too scared that I’d just hurt it, instead of mercy-killing it.
Anyway, the Animal Control guy popped it in a cardboard box and carried it off. I asked him if they’d just euthanize it, or try to fix it; he said he’d leave it at the vet and thought it would probably be okay.
By the way . . . you’d be AMAZED how many people walk without looking where their frickin’ feet are going. I stood there for forty-five minutes because otherwise that poor thing would have been punted like a soccer ball twenty times over.
(No, I was not tempted to take it home for Rajah to play with. Wild birds often have lice, you know!)