Outside this morning with the dogs, listening to birdsong and a woodpecker and a far off flock of Canada geese when I heard a strange sound. Something like a street sweeper, though it is Sunday and they don't do that in the country anyway. So, I decided it must be an oil or gas well letting off pressure. The trees that wreath our home throw sounds and it was hard to tell where it was coming from. I looked north as the sound came closer and saw a great flock of blackbirds flying toward me. I downloaded this photo of a starling mumuration from google as my camera can not do a decent job (perhaps the camerawoman too.)
They were everywhere in the trees - up and down searching for food and startling I guess.
It was a thrill to watch them.
I carried Midge out for a lie in the sun. She didn't acknowledge the birds. I have been giving her syringes of chicken broth mixed with cat food and water. She won't eat and has gotten considerably weaker. I've done all I can. She did get better after the transfusion, but I can't keep doing them. The medications have made no difference. I am going to take her in the morning to the vet. It is time.