Trying To Save A Hummingbird.
Saturday, October 10 , 2015
Recently my wife Joann pulled a muscle in her back . I have been tending to our housework, cooking, cleaning, and preparing meals. My primary physician increased my anxiety medicine. Although I still have problems breathing , and coughing , at least the medicine has helped me to breathe a little better . My only concern is that I use my rescue inhaler too often.
I handled the grocery shopping this morning. Joann prepared a list of important items we needed. When I came home I washed dishes, and brought in our garbage can which was near our highway, and I also fixed breakfast , and brewed our coffee.
I told Joann to rest as she filled our coffee cups with sugar, and cream. Becky wanted to go on the porch again so I brought her there. That was when I saw a Hummingbird trying to fly threw a window that was shut.
The little Hummingbird was trying hard to free itself . I decided I would do my best to try to catch the little bird , but I did not realize how delicate it's feathers were. Some of them came off even though I was very careful in trying to hold her.
Unfortunately the little bird flew down in between the windows which did not allow her any freedom to move her wings. The situation was sad at the very least. I felt like I failed trying to release the bird.
I had no choice but to work my hand in between the windows to pull her out of her bad situation. She lost a lot of feathers in the process , but I managed to hold her to set her free. I was afraid that she might not be able to fly, but when I released her she took off like a jet, high in the air, and flew over the top of my mother's house in a single second.
I was worried that she might have gotten injured . Joann said that she would probably be alright.
A better way to capture the bird would have been by using a large plastic bowl , and by placing the bowl over the bird, I could have placed my hand in front of the bowl. All I would have had to do would have been to move my hand from the front of the bowl while standing outside of the porch.
My cat Boo grabbed hold of a large lizard with his teeth. There was no way to save it. Joann said the lizard died. I asked Joann if the lizard was playing possum. She said it is dead.
It was a cute little Hummingbird. I should have been more careful. Our wild raccoon, and possum ate my potato soup I gave them.
Joann stayed with Becky on the porch . It was warm today so I turned on our porch fans. I still have grass to cut, and I have not slept in a few days.