Good Samaritan

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   Dog owner on a long phone call ...

   On a late afternoon, after a rainy morning, the sun finally decided to show itself again. I decided to venture out to a nearby park where I would be able to sit in the sunshine and complete some work. I sat on a grassy patch in the glorious sunshine. Before long I heard the screeching sound of an animal. Behind me a dog was mauling a bird! It had the bird firmly in its mouth. The dog's owner and was involved in a heated conversation, on his mobile telephone and it took him a while to realise what his dog was doing. He yelled at his dog - which was caught up in such amusement - with the bird in its mouth, screeching in despair. The dog let go and the poor bird - which I thought was something resembling a green parrot, deliberately walked off into the nearby bushes, in search of safety. The owner of the dog, reprimanded it and went searching in the bush to find the poor bird, whilst still on the phone call! Suddenly an unknown man came into the scene and also started looking in the bushes. I assumed she might be the owner of the "escaped bird". It appeared however that he was not the owner but instead, a good samaritan who had heard the screeching bird and had come to help. He too crawled into the bushes and grabbed the bird. As he emerged with the bird in his hand, I noticed blood streaming down from his hand. The frightened bird had clawed his hand to shreds. The dog and its owner had left a while back. The good samaritan asked me if the bird was mine since I was standing close by and showed an interest in the situation. Poor fellow, he had helped to save the frightened bird and it did not even belong to anyone. He struggled with the clawing bird, which ripped the skin of his hand, before placing the bird onto a branch of a tree. The bird waddled along the branch, in search of a safer place. Just as well, because before long, a group of children arrived and noticed the bird sitting in the tree. They began to throw sticks at the bird, which flew up to a higher branch in its search for safety. I was compelled to intervene and told the children to leave the poor bird alone. It had already endured a lot. It was at that moment that I was able to take a photo of the fretting animal, that had finally found safety.
   
   

   

   Good Samaritan looking for the bird in the bushes

   
   

The bird finds safety at last