Earlier today,Miss Cheepie Von Cheepersons was discovered outside the door of the office I’m working out of,in downtown Mount Vernon.
GOD I can’t even take a decent bird picture when it’s SITTING RIGHT THERE IN A CARDBOARD BOX. I give up.
At any rate,after recovering for a few hours,she began cheeping. We took this as a sign that she was calling someone,which meant there was some expectation of rescue,so the theory was that she had fledged early from a nearby nest.
(Did you know that goldfinches brood and fledge late in the year? I mean,it’s practically SEPTEMBER. I did not know this. Naturally,because this is a law office,we had a long-winded debate about whether or not it could be a baby bird,before someone finally gave up and looked it up online. It’s true! Goldfinches have babies in August.)
(I was quite pleased with Cheepie,because she behaved the way I believe a wild creature should,which is to say,like a Disney animal. She blinked a lot,and totally let you hold her in your hands without protest.)
(That’s your cue to point out all the horrible diseases which cute baby birds can harbor.)
After relocating her box outside,a cheeping call-and-respond session helped identify the nest’s location. (It was in the eaves of the building next to ours.) Someone climbed up a ladder and chucked the little cheeper nest-ward,and she fluttered right in. A great deal of cheeping ensued,which was probably along the lines of “You will NOT guess where I have been!!! Also,feed me the seeds of grasses,weeds,and other small plants!!!”
I love a happy ending.
You know you live in the woods when you go out to your car in the morning and find…
Well,I don’t know WHOSE pawprints those are,actually. Possum? Raccoon? Miniature sasquatch? The toes kind of creep me out.