So several weeks ago I was downtown to meet my friend Jill for lunch and while I was waiting for her a woman who was on a cellphone asked if I could help a bird that was flopping around all over the sidewalk. I saw the bird and thought it was having seizure or had a broken wing or something; having watched Wild Kingdom every Sunday night while growing up, I knew I had to jump in and do something; little did I know that Jill was catching this on her cell phone camera. She also blogged about this in her “Saving Captain Jack” post; get it?
Here is me in the “capture phase”:
And then holding it while we figured out what was wrong with it, which turned out to be some bird netting. I thought bird netting was meant to keep birds out of things, not detach and tangle them up. It was so wrapped around the bird that Jill had to go get some scissors which she used to cut the netting while I spread the birds wings out one at a time so we could get to it.
Here is the netting; nasty stuff!
My name is Wayne, and I am the Bird Whisperer.
A very nice story especially since I’ve never come across a helpless bird and had it turn out well. And what exactly does ‘pet boy’ mean? Are you ‘pet boy’ like ‘bird whisperer’? Or are you Kiri’s pet boy on par with her dog or fish?
Good Job! I helped one out as well, fly into a window knocked itself out, held it till it warmed up a bit then wrapped a blanket around it, after half an hour it was able to fly away. Great Feeling.
Oh man, you are a man of many talents!
It looks like a sister of the Twitter bird! ? 🙂