On my way home today I saw two girls in Avenida de la Constitución giving some water to this lil dude. He was on the pavement next to this orange tree. So I stopped and talked to them and they said they had found him lying on the tram tracks (!!!) and brought him over to the side of the road and gave him water, but they were afraid his wings were damaged because he didn’t seem able to fly.

So I explained that this was a young swift (well, maybe it was a swallow or martin) and that they are only able to fly from a height to catch an air current, they can’t fly up from the ground. I suggested we put him up in the tree and told the girls that these guys are actually good climbers, so he should be able to get up high enough to take off again once he rested up. But man, he looked so worn out and I felt terrible leaving him there. I hope he makes it.