…Yesterday, my husband and I were in a very busy parking lot of a Power Centre, he was installing a new starter in our car cause it totally died so we had to keep it there til yesterday when he finally fixed it. (Yay).
To get to the point, I was bored and just hanging around and decided to walk to Winners and while I was approaching, just under an abandoned HMV, I seen a baby bird on the road where it was quite busy with cars driving in and out of the complex. It had its mouth open wide as if it was waiting to be fed by its mother…I panicked and ran over, put my sleeves over my hands and scooped it up.
I walked it over to the sidewalk and put the little guy down. It was a sweet little birdy in TOTAL ugly duckling stage..it let me pets it’s little head and body. It was really ratty looking, almost old & haggard looking but it was in an awkward phase growing into its feathers. I looked above and their was a “For Lease” banner where the (not so bright) mother had decided to put her nest, all concrete and shopping center below. I seen the mother and she kept bringing bugs and worms to I assume the other babies in the nest.
I didn’t know what to do.
I walked back to the car to tell my husband who was working & sweating away in the heat, and on my way back to check on the little guy, I literally watched another baby bird fall to the road. I ran over and had to grab that one off the road and put him or her with it’s sibling. I am not used to handling birds, so this was TOTALLY out of my comfort zone, but I couldn’t let it just stay on the road and no one else seemed to notice or care. I went to into Winners to look in the phonebook and called the City, they transferred me to a Bird Sanctuary which was closed, I than called the Humane Society and they don’t handle birds or wildlife, no help avail whatsoever….arrrggghhhh…
I come back and ANOTHER bird was on the road!!!!!! I have to go over again and scoop up the poor helpless little one and put it with it’s siblings. Okay, this is getting a little nutty, I’m going between pacing franticly to petting and consoling the little baby birds. If it was around trees and grass I wouldn’t of been so concerned but it was the location, in the middle of a concrete jungle. I didn’t want to take them away cause I knew their mother was there. I decided to go home once the car was fixed (YAY!!, Thanks Steve, You are Amazing!!) and do some research. I found out from a bunch of different sites that I should leave it by it’s mother and that as long as they were not injured they should be okay. They are at the time in a young bird’s life where they fall from the nest and need to learn to fly and fend for themselves, they are called “Fledglings”. It’s just a really bad place for them to be falling from a nest. I am glad I was there to rescue them from the road but I hope and pray to God that they are okay. I’m torn on the way I feel…I want to go back and see how they are, but on the other hand I’m so scared they will be dead or something and I will feel responsible.
Anyhoo…sorry that is my long winded story, I apologize for all the words, but I felt like telling my little story.
P.S- That is my first post in FOREVER that has not included Cats, but I didn’t think it was appropriate as you can see why.P.P.S- I stopped taking photos when the third one joined the group of falling birdies, I felt like I was exploiting them or something.
