Trapped!!

I saved a bird yesterday.

Granted, it was only in the predicament it was in because of me.  But still... I saved it.

As I was sitting at the table, writing in journal during my morning quiet time and drinking coffee - I heard an odd noise.  At first, I thought it was some snow or ice sliding off the roof or the gutters.  But when the noise would pause for a moment or two and then start back up - I got curious.

I peeked out the sliding door and, to my horror, I realized that a sparrow was caught inside my mason jar bird feeder!

My best guess is that because the feeder was just about empty, he must have been reaching for some remaining seed and was just small enough to slip inside one of the portals for feeding. Once inside, he couldn't figure how to maneuver himself (herself? I've just been assuming it's a male) back out. 

I quickly took down the feeder and opened it to release my poor feathered friend back into the wild.

I'm just so grateful I was here and close enough to hear it before he hurt himself.  Or worse.

Note to Self:  Keep feeder filled, or bring inside, from now on!

A Bird in the Window is Worth...

We have this silly little bird who comes each day and sits in our kitchen window sill. 

Sometimes he'll just sit there, cocking his little head as he seems to watch us.  I imagine it's sort of like a reverse zoo. 

(Bird: "Look!  Human's in their natural environment.  Ooooh... is it feeding time?  What do they eat? What's that one over there doing? Humans are so funny!)

He doesn't just sit though.  Sometimes he taps at the window.  A lot of the time.  Several times a day he's out there just tap, tap, tapping away. 

It started during the last cold spell when we had a bit of snow.  The Man of the House thought maybe he was cold and wanted in.  I tried explaining to him that he definitely didn't want to come inside as this is the territory of a grumpy cat who would love nothing more than to get his paws (and claws) on a feathered friend. 

I worry he's going to hurt his little beak.