Well, ever since our Carolina Wren fiasco, I have been watching expectantly for signs that it survived our rescue attempt. I keep putting my binoculars on the Wrens that come to my feeders hoping to see some sign that it is the one we rescued from the sticky trap. I have focused on the feet, the wings, the beak, hoping to see some missing feathers somewhere. Tonight, I was looking at the one at the feeder, noticing that even its tail looked fine. . . wait a minute, it had a tail!!!! Suddenly, it dawned on me that I had been seeing one with no tail!!!
So, tonight after my run, I sat on the bench in the back watching and listening. Then I heard the male singing in the woods and clearly saw another one in the dogwood by the feeders. So, I had established that we still had a pair hanging out . . . now if I could only spot the male without a tail. Suddenly, a Wren with something in its beak flew across from one set of woods to another . . . and it had no tail! Mystery solved. What a relief. Our little Wren survived! And he could fly pretty well, even with a bunch of material in his beak for a nest.
I will try to get a snapshot of him soon to post!
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