I held a hummingbird. I've always dreamed of it
and a few days ago
it happened.
Our dog found it, hurt in the grass.
He probably flew into the window. When I picked him up
he was all ruffled and messy looking.
I could feel his aliveness, quivering, heart beating in the palm of my hand.
Joyce ran in the house and mixed up some
sugar water, which we managed to feed
him from a spoon.
The sweet little thing drank and drank and drank, then
started looking better and tried to fly away.
That's when we noticed one wing
didn't work.
We watched to see if it got any better, then decided to cage him over night
to give him a better chance.
The next morning he still couldn't use the wing.
So I started searching online for a wildlife rehabilitator and luckily found one
about an hour away. I emailed her and waited.
I was so happy when she called me later in the morning and said
yes she would take him.
It was a wonderful experience.
which made me remember this drawing of hummingbirds
I finished at the beginning of summer.
It makes a fun coloring page! You may right-click and
copy it, then print it. Use markers, crayons,
water colors, color pencils, whatever
you love to use best.
And remember our little hummingbird and his
new home.
