Twice in the past two days I've rescued fledgling birds from our puppies. The first one was a robin, and I suspect Cabo and Mako had been playing with it for hours. It was exhausted and was missing a few feathers. I put it in a safe place, but I don't think it had much of a chance for survival. The second was a swallow, and I think I rescued that one very soon after they found it. That poor thing was terrified and sopping wet (from dog saliva), but otherwise appeared unharmed. I put it under a tree yesterday afternoon, and this morning it was dry and moving about, and had enough sense to flee from me as I approached. It's got a chance. From the puppies' perspective, those fledglings are wonderful toys. I'm a little amazed that they didn't just immediately crunch the poor little things. Somehow they must be aware that doing so would stop the attempts to escape, which was what they were having so much fun with. They were quite indignant when I took their toys away!