Sorry…I have a short personal story…we will soon get back to music and pop culture.
It was an ordinary Sunday until 10-month-old Martha… our dog and family entertainer came in from the backyard. She came in and suddenly opened her mouth…when she did I saw another mouth in hers.
She dropped it on the floor. She had picked it up outside and it was still moving about. The bird must have fallen out of a nest (we looked and saw no nest but the tree is huge) or got kicked out a little too early by mom.
I put it in a box…it didn’t appear hurt just understandably scared. In the box, it hardly moved and we googled on what to do. I called a friend and he told me about a wildlife animal refuge called “Waldens Puddle”and we called them. They could take the bird later in the afternoon.
I went outside and found a cricket and tried to feed the bird at least part of it. It was still too scared to move much. After a few hours the bird started to make a little noise like it was hungry…we ended up taking it down to Waldens and on the way, it finally took the cricket from my hand and started to eat…after that it wanted more. Then it would not shut up and made it clear it wanted food now. Part of us wanted to keep it at this point but we did the right thing and dropped it off.
The lady that took the bird was extremely nice and thanked us for bringing it in. We called back a few days later and the bird is doing great and is now “a favorite of the staff.” We found out what kind of bird it was…I wanted to say “lucky” but the correct name is a Blue-Gray Gnatcatcher.
Here is what our visitor will look like when he or she grows up.