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I had a related experience a few years ago.
I was taking a load of tree trimmings to the dump.
I slowed and swerved to miss a Sacred Kingfisher sitting on the road. I assumed it would fly off.
It sat there oblivious to my ute going past.
I went back and picked it up. It was half out of this world. Possibly a car strke.
I eventually took it home. Where it started to peck my hand. This was good. With a little more time it chirped and became more active.
I placed its beak under a dripping tap. It seemed to like that. It drank.
An hour later it wanted out of the cage.
I released it. It flew to a nearby tree. Sat half a minute as if to get its bearings and off it flew.
I felt good that it seemed to have recovered. It was quite a pretty little bird.
Cheers
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