Every year birds build a nest in the huge evergreen trees above our patio. After so many years you would think they would learn not to. You see, the branches move a lot in the wind and every year some baby birds fall out of the nest and pass.
Today was a windy day. When I got home from the gym, to my horror there were 2 poor baby birds who had fallen out of the nest onto our patio and passed. As soon as I saw them I started to cry. I don't know about you, but I can't just leave them there or just toss them into the bushes. So, like every year, I grab a shovel and bury them. I dug a hole (only one, I feel they should stay together) and put the first one in it. When I went back for the second one I burst into tears all over again. Not too far from the second one was a third. It had landed on our grill cover which was folded up on the ground. I buried the second one and came back for the third.
When I approached it, to my complete surprise it sprang to life. Sat straight up with its wide open mouth to the sky, chirping for food. The grill cover had cushioned it's fall! My sad tears turned to joyous ones!
I quickly called my local animal control to find out where I could bring this little one. They called me back and told me there was an animal hospital about a half hour away that accepts birds and bring them to the local bird sanctuary. I ran inside, grabbed a towel and a shoebox and made a little nest for him. He seemed very comfortable in there. Then, hopped in the car and drove straight to the animal hospital.
At each light I lifted the lid to check on him and each time without fail he would sit straight up with his mouth wide open chirping for food. Every time I saw that more tears of joy streamed down my face.
When I got there they asked me to fill out a form so they could keep track of where each bird came from. So I filled out my info, where he was found and why he was picked up. (I also gave them a donation because it is so great that they do this) When I got to the bottom of the page it asked me to name the bird so the sanctuary could identify him. I was also told I could call back, tell them his name and they could tell me how he was doing. Isn't that just so awesome?! Anyway, I stood there for a second asking myself what to name the bird. I named him the first thing that popped into my head.
Everyone, I would like you to meet Calvin. Calvin means little bald one. They Hubby says he is kinda ugly, I think he is cute!
Please send good thoughts and prayers for this little guy that he survives and thrives. I cry every time I think about him. I got so attached to him in the 2 hours we were together. I'm torn on weather or not I should call for an update in a couple days. Even though he seemed so strong I am so scared he won't make it and I can't bear to hear that.
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AWWW...he is so cute. I hope that he makes it. I'm glad that you were there to rescue him and give him to the sanctuary to raise.
ReplyDeleteHe is so cute. I am glad you found him and I hope he thrives.
ReplyDeleteHe is cute! I've always wanted to volunteer at the local wildlife rehab center, but it's expensive.
ReplyDeleteOh my gosh, he's adorable! You absolutely did the right thing for him and he's so lucky that you were there.
ReplyDeleteWhat a cutie! Good for you for taking such good care of him. And how awesome that you get to check on his progress! Let us know how he's doing!
ReplyDeleteHe's adorableee!! I had two in my house once. I had to buy worms to feed them. That was kind of gross, but they survived. I gave them flying lessons jajajaja and when they were big enough I let them go. They still come to eat at home sometimes. We leave the cage we bought for them open outside with food.
ReplyDeleteYou, Calvin, and this post, are all amazing.
ReplyDeleteYou did such a good deed! Calvin is lucky you're such a kind person! What a cutie. :)
ReplyDeleteHi from ICLW. Oh, that little guy is darling! I'm such an animal lover and it just made my heart swell to hear how you gave his little brothers a proper burial and then did everything you could to save this one. I hope good karma rewards you magnificently. :)
ReplyDeleteOh Emily! This is such a sweet story and a terribly sweet bird! I love baby birds. My Oma, German for grandmother, rescues birds and other Florida wildlife and raises them in her den. I am so proud of you for picking up this little guy and can't wait to share the story with Oma!
ReplyDeleteI feel your pain when it comes to sad little birdies. We have a big bay window in our house that, even though we have deterrents on the window, becomes the death bed of many birds. Last year a beautiful female cardinal flew to her death and I cried and cried. I hope your little guy grows big and strong!
ReplyDeleteOh, how sweet! And how lucky he was to have you rescue him! Sending him lots of strength for a full recovery from his fall ... and wishes that he grow up to be a big little guy!
ReplyDeleteAwww he is adorable! You are a great rescuer! I wish I had a place like that a few years ago when I found a baby bird that fell out of it's nest. I called over 10 places and no one would help me. Finally I climbed up to the place he fell out and put him back in the nest, but the next day he (or one of his brothers or sisters) was on the ground again and had passed away. I felt so bad :( Sending Calvin lots of thoughts and prayers to grow up big and handsom!
ReplyDeleteIan says if you give him the phone number he'll call and check on Calvin every day. I hope he's doing well!
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