It does feel as if the universe is against Sanders sometimes. He rescued a baby crow at the weekend, named it Dudley, fed it cat food (which worked well for a rescued baby crow 20 years ago that his mother saved) and was happily bonding with it. As he seemed calmer it was arranged he should go back into school for a little longer each day, starting today. The crow died this morning. The Sandman was in floods, blaming himself for all the animals and birds he has carelessly shot whilst with his dad. He didn't last long in school.
There is to be a funeral later.
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