Andre Hartslief
The hummingbird was lost in the supermarket, exhausted, starving, and near-death as it spiraled towards the ground on helpless wings. I snatched her away from the crushing carts, cupped her in my hands, and rushed for the exit. She was tiny and soft against my palm. I ran out towards the flowers, the tiny body held lightly in my hand. She was too weak to perch; I cupped her in my palm and held her up to each flower to drink. Slowly, she perked up and her claws tightened on my finger. Then she spread her wings and flew on her own: a tiny, sweet miracle
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Has something like this happened to you?
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Has something like this happened to you?
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One of our cats always catches these tiny birds but never kills them. We chase it, grab the bird, and let it fly.
How wonderful that you saved the hummingbird. I once saved a little bird just did not know what kind it was. It had run into a glass door and fell down. I picked it up and held it in my hand and rubbed its head. Soon it revived and flew away.
So glad you were there to help the little guy! I have noticed that I don’t see as many hummingbirds around as years ago. They are a dying species.
Yes indeed I have saved many on my deck Andre. What a wonderful feeling.