Sunbird

This little bird saved my life when I was about seven or eight years old. One like this, at least, because there is no photo of my actual helper. He also formed the basis of the first story I wrote, comparatively recently, in 2004 I think.
An Orange Breasted Sunbird intervened when a very large cobra struck at my face. He stabbed his beak into its eye. Both died, I lived. Thank you, bird.
The story is in Heavy & Light Tales, and is actually non fiction.
This image is by Derek Keats, and is used under Creative Commons licence.