Unfortunately, there have been some dead baby sparrows popping up in our yard over the past few days. The first one my mom found was still alive, so she took it to the Lindsay Wildlife Museum, but it died before arrival.
While there, she checked up my Flicker. Apparently he is still there and undergoing physical therapy. (I giggle). They are trying to get him to take flight, but he had a broken wing so I guess these things take time. Good to know he is doing okay!