I was doing hair this past week and Jack came into the salon and said "Mom, there is a bird stuck in our window well." I didn't believe him at first, but sure enough this little guy was hopping all around the window well. I gave him some water and then a little time to get out of there himself. I didn't want to open my basement window and have him flying around my house. A couple of hours later, he was still there. I found an empty cereal box and decided that I would scoop him up in that. He let me. We took him to our back patio and I dumped him out. He just sat there. I thought he'd fly away the second that he got a chance, but he didn't. I think he was too young and didn't know how to fly yet. He sat there for quite a while. We transported him to our front yard, via the cereal box, and dumped him out again. He sat there, this time with his mouth open. The boys and I gave him little drinks of water right from our fingertips and eventually he started hopping around our yard. We went out every so often to check on the little thing and he was always just sitting right where we left him. The last time we checked on him, the boys said that he had hopped under our fence into the back yard. I think he went under our shed. I like to think that his mommy came and found him and that they are living happily ever after...and hopeful that we will not start smelling something stinky coming from under the shed.
Friday, May 29, 2009
Lost Bird
I was doing hair this past week and Jack came into the salon and said "Mom, there is a bird stuck in our window well." I didn't believe him at first, but sure enough this little guy was hopping all around the window well. I gave him some water and then a little time to get out of there himself. I didn't want to open my basement window and have him flying around my house. A couple of hours later, he was still there. I found an empty cereal box and decided that I would scoop him up in that. He let me. We took him to our back patio and I dumped him out. He just sat there. I thought he'd fly away the second that he got a chance, but he didn't. I think he was too young and didn't know how to fly yet. He sat there for quite a while. We transported him to our front yard, via the cereal box, and dumped him out again. He sat there, this time with his mouth open. The boys and I gave him little drinks of water right from our fingertips and eventually he started hopping around our yard. We went out every so often to check on the little thing and he was always just sitting right where we left him. The last time we checked on him, the boys said that he had hopped under our fence into the back yard. I think he went under our shed. I like to think that his mommy came and found him and that they are living happily ever after...and hopeful that we will not start smelling something stinky coming from under the shed.
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That whole story is Taylor's dream come true! She is OBSESSED with birds and always wants to pet them when they fly into our garden. I'll have to share this story with her:)
We just had a lost little robin too :o) Em did not want anything to happen to him, so I caught him and put him back into our flower bed. I think he was under a tree then when I turned on a sprinkler he hopped out. I too hope he flew off and is okay. I haven't seen anything to suggest otherwise :o)
Of course mom came and got him! It must have a happy ending!!
That's funny. I have another friend who just blogged about a bird stuck in her window well too.
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