Not all beer and skittles.

Sunday morning I was awoken at 6 a.m. by this hot mess...
He fell into the wire I use to keep the birds out.
I cut the wire so his mom could reach him but so he couldn't fall out.
And put a shelter in with him as it was only in the 50's and very windy. Long story short he got out of this by the end of the day and fell to the fire escape below mine. My neighbor let me in to grab him and I put him in a crate on the roof so if he got out at least he wouldn't fall. I made sure his mom found him but when I checked later he was nowhere to be found. Another casualty of this fallen world. RIP little starling.