Christopher tm Herdt (cherdt) wrote,
Christopher tm Herdt
cherdt

Band-aids for birds

Last night I dreamt I was walking down a hillside shortcut when I came across an injured crow that was about 4-feet tall. Its wing was bent and bloodied, and there was a cut on its bony head. I would have mistaken it for a condor for its size and structure, but it was all black, so it must have been a crow. Maybe a raven. But probably a crow.

You never know how a wounded crow will react, so I looked for a way to give it a wide berth, but the hillside shortcut was rather treacherous and didn't offer a lot of room.

The crow's head twitched in my direction. "Could you get me a band-aid from the store?" it asked.

I wasn't that surprised. After all, all you have to do is fork a crow's tongue and then it can talk. Remember The Manciple's Tale, after all.

Of course, of course, I said, are you all right?

Fine, fine, it said. I just need a band-aid.

I went to a nearby Rite-Aid and looked for bandages. I didn't know what exactly to get, so I got some iodine, cotton swabs, some regular band-aids, some oversized band-aids, some gauze pads, and some elastic bandages. I asked an employee if they had special bandages for crows, but he just looked at me funny, so I ended up with regrettably "flesh-tone" bandages.

I was not looking forward to applying the iodine. "Now this is going to sting a bit, but try not to peck me. It's really for your own good."
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