It is difficult to tell that the little ball of fluff in the photo above is a baby blackbird. Today I could hear a bird calling loudly in the garden but it was nowhere to be seen. I spent ages looking up in the trees but not seeing any sign of a bird. Suddenly beneath the trees I could hear movement in the shrubs below. I saw a ginger cat scoot after something in the undergrowth. 'GIZMO, GIZMO'!!! I shouted at the top of my voice. I heard a bird calling again, shooed Gizmo away with the end of a mop and eventually picked up a little bird with the biggest mouth! It was very frightened.
As I held it in my hands it kept opening its beak wide for food but sadly its mother was nowhere to be seen. I had a sterile syringe from when I kept hens so I filled it with water and squirted it into the little bird's mouth. It still kept its beak wide open so I crushed up some blackberries. I was so fearful that it may choke but I pushed the berries down his throat. I then remembered that I had some meal worms, so I soaked them in water and proceeded to feed the bird with those too.
After much worry, and trying to keep Gizmo at bay, I managed to contact a local wildlife and ambulance service and they agreed to take him in. Hopefully the story will have a happy ending as the bird wasn't injured in any way. He was just too small to fly and fend for himself.
I know some people say that you should leave birds alone and not get involved but its mother was nowhere to be seen and it wouldn't have survived without her.