Musing on baby birds who drop into your life. Jo-Jo.
We were sitting outside when the screaming began.
A pair of Blue Jays screeching and diving at our cats. That’s when we met Jo-Jo for the first time.
A baby Blue Jay who was going to be a Tater-Tot for our cats who we shooed inside.
Later that evening my son came inside with this.
Jo-Jo
He said the cats were out again tormenting the baby.
I stormed outside to catch those darn lions. I chased one all over creation. Well, at least a half a block before I decided it was dark and I have a bum knee. And the chances of me nabbing her were same as the odds of me catching Kate Middleton’s wedding bouquet the other weekend.
So Plan B.
Jo-Jo spent the night with my son in his room.
Good Morning beauty.
Actually poor Jo-Jo looks rather like his namesake after losing start number 28.
But he wasn’t itty-bitty, so I figure best shot for him was to keep the cats inside and let his parents hopefully get some food in him and let nature take it from there.
It was impossible to get them in focus...they were screeching at one of the cats right here.
I put him in a basket on the playset.
And he promptly hopped out.
He was gone when I got home from driving the children to school. I’d like to say that was the end…but it ended up being a day long saga…getting the cats in…putting him in another box…setting him in a fig tree…darn Mama and Papa screeching overhead the entire time.
About 4 pm, I was like…
I”M DONE.
I’m done being the parent. Mom and Dad you going to have to step up.
Then a horrific storm came up of biblical proportions and most probably blew the entire family to the south-side of Athens.
Really.
I haven’t seen or heard anymore screaming since the storm — so I’m thinking they are okay.
I don’t miss the Animal Farm cat verses bird drama 24-7.
But I miss Jo-Jo. His helpless self made me stop and be awed by the beauty in tiny things too big for me to ever comprehend.
I love this post..Bird are amazing animals..i have an African vrey, Milly, and she is the most amazing ani,al i have ever had. So loving, and funny. She talks in each of our voices, knows us by name, says hello when we approaches and fartsin the morning ( house full of men.) I love her to death and recommend birds as a pet to anyone who asks.
Maybe Jo-Jo was bird brought into your life for a reason. There are tons of birds in rescues, just like cats and dogs, just waiting for someone to love them.
Xoxo
I had a bird as a teenager. A parakeet named Joe. I loved that little guy. He had lots of personality. I have no idea why these birds are dropping into my life…we found another last night. Do you believe that?
Its a sign!!!! lol. I especially love the newspaper title in the picture…”Life Altering”
This is a very blurry of video of my Milly dancing to xmas music-
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2IN5WCRLmWA
Milly was rockn’. This whole bird thing…I’m staring out window — asking strangers and friends alike what to do. Tried to feed him (the new bird) a bit of worm but he was not interested. ugh. Milly looks very loved and v happy.
Oh, so precious is that little bird! I am a bird lover and it did my heart good to see the baby bird and hear of your efforts to protect him. God’s gonna bless you for it.
You’re sweet Jan…but I pulled another out my cat’s mouth last night. I can’t get him to eat. But he’s still pooping — so he must have something still in him. I’m trying. Lord willing he’ll be okay.
Get a soda bottle, put hot water in it..wrap it in a papertowel and put it in the box with the bird. If hes not eating its probably in a bit of shock. Make sure there is water. If there its drinking and goign to the bathroom he is still ok.
Ck out the advice on this link!
http://answers.yahoo.com/question/index?qid=20080529172215AAne5Pf