A little visitor

Earlier today I was fixing myself some tea when I heard something hit the kitchen window. I tend to ignore occasional unusual sounds, but I could tell that something hit pretty hard...so I decided to investigate. I went downstairs and out the back door of our walkout basement. I looked around and saw nothing but kept on looking...I couldn't imagine something hitting that hard and not being fazed by it. Sure enough, on the concrete I saw some movement. I almost didn't see the little bird since it was about the same color as its surroundings. I knew it wouldn't survive the dogs or the cat, so I put it in a box where it rested for a while, and about 15 minutes later, it was ready to fly off. I was afraid it was hurt, but it looks like it may have only been stunned.