At about 5 am I was woken by that familiar 'thump ' of a bird flying into a window. If our dear Smokey were still alive ( died at age 24!) she would have been outside in a flash .
This time I found a young screech owl, only about 5" high, looking rather stunned. Poor wee thing.
I left him/her for about half an hour hoping he would recover, but he was still on the window ledge.
So I went to make him a bed ( or worse), a shoe box lined in old silk ties, thinking I would take him to the vet.
When I came back he was gone. I hope he is OK.