Not
very long ago (maybe a couple weeks ago?) my cats where going crazy around one of
the windows. Me, being the inquisitive type of folk, approached the wound-up felines to see what all the kerfuffle was about. It was not extremely
surprising to see a chickadee perched on the windowsill outside stunned.
Birds
hit our window often enough, although usually one of the feral cats takes them
before anything can be done. This tiny little bird just sat there with
beady eyes calmly acknowledging the cats and I. I couldn’t leave it there
to be cat food after the way it looked at me. So, I went outside and then approached the bird, my cats
following every movement through the window.
Holding my hand up to the
fragile creature it hopped onto my hand willingly where it perched for an
extended amount of time. I couldn't believe this avian had just climbed aboard
my finger and stood there. I wish I had my camera with me to capture the
moment -- but of course when I needed it I didn’t have it!
After a couple
minutes the bird cocked it's head toward me and looked at me with beaming eyes before
excreting waste into the palm of my hand and flying away. Yes, the bird I
possibly saved the life of pooped in my hand and then fluttered away like
nothing every happened. Some thanks I get. Yet I do feel privileged
to have held a wild creature that had no contact with humans whatsoever before
that point in time perch on my hand. I hope everybody gets to experience
a moment like this at least once in their life. It truly is something magical.
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