My dad woke me up this afternoon (I work nights) to ask me to come over and help mom with a hummingbird. Seems the little one flew into their porch window and was hurt. So I got dressed, ran across the field and got a dropper and started giving the poor thing some sugar water. She is bleeding from losing some feathers, apparently violently, but other than that, she's ok. We put her in the clothes basket with a feeder. She was able to get on the feeder and start drinking. So I told mom I was gonna come back home and get some things done and I'd check on the little one later. Well, about 30 minutes ago, my dad calls me again. "Come get these baby catbirds off the ground and put them back in their nest!" So, I, once again, run across the field, grab the ladder and go look under the tree for the babies. I found 2 of them pretty quick, but a leaf was hiding the third one. Unfortunately it was already dead. I got a black planter, like your flowers come in from the nursery, put a bunch of soft grass in it, made a little nest out of it, put the 2 remaining babies in it (under momma bird and daddy bird's watchful eyes) and climbed the ladder and placed it in the tree where it wouldn't fall out. I had to do this because their nest is WWAAAAAAYYYY up in the top of the tree. Even with the extension ladder, I couldn't reach it. But also, I am afraid of heights
. I took the ladder down, got the binoculars, sat on the porch and watched. It took the mommy and daddy about 5 minutes of checking out the planter, but they finally calmed down and started feeding their babies!
I really hope no more birds get into trouble today.
I believe I have reached my limit. But if they do, I will be there to help!
On a side note...last year I had to nurse a baby hummingbird to health when it just showed up in mom and dad's yard. He was dehydrated, and couldn't fly. We have no idea how he ended up there as he didn't even have all his feathers. So I put him in a tote, fed him everyday (hummingbirds love hard boiled egg yolk mashed with a little sugar water) and in time, he had enough feathers to fly. It took a little bit, but he finally got it down and flew off. We ended up having to help 12 hummers last year. That little fellow was the worst one. I told mom today, we needed to look into becoming certified hummingbird rescuers.
On a side note...last year I had to nurse a baby hummingbird to health when it just showed up in mom and dad's yard. He was dehydrated, and couldn't fly. We have no idea how he ended up there as he didn't even have all his feathers. So I put him in a tote, fed him everyday (hummingbirds love hard boiled egg yolk mashed with a little sugar water) and in time, he had enough feathers to fly. It took a little bit, but he finally got it down and flew off. We ended up having to help 12 hummers last year. That little fellow was the worst one. I told mom today, we needed to look into becoming certified hummingbird rescuers.
