Michael
05-08-2014, 07:19 AM
While working one of my accounts yesterday, one of the boys in detail came over and asked me if I knew anything about baby birds. He had one wrapped in a cloth and didn't know what to do with it. I looked at it and it didn't quite look like he had made it to fledgling stage yet so I asked him what happened.
Apparently there was a nest under the gutter and 2 birds worked themselves out and fell about 15' onto very hot pavement. It was sunny and 85 degrees about 2pm so you can imagine. One of the birds didn't make it and the other was flopping around suffering. Now you would think anyone with half a heart would at least get him off the pavement to ease his pain but not f#%&ING car salesmen. 3 of them were just standing over him, watching and pulling drags on their cigs like it was some kind of entertainment for them. When the detail boy walked by and saw what was going on he just stepped in, not knowing what to do next, but knowing he wanted to help.
I have a huge soft spot for most all animals. This was no fledgling yet and I don't think he was being forced out of the nest. There was no mother around and absolutely no way to get him back into the nest, in fact I believe the metal roof was so hot yesterday they fell trying to escape the heat. I decided it was in the bird's bet interest to come with me and the detail guy was glad to release him to my care.
I thought he might be injured from the fall but he seemed lively. Once home that evening I identified him as a sparrow and looked up if it was safe for them to eat and what to feed them. He loves tiny worms. Last night I looked up local wildlife preserves and found one that just happened to be in the city I go to today...so he is going there for until he is ready to fend for himself. I visited their website and I think it would be poor taste to bring them more work without making a donation, so I will bring them some needed materials and a monetary gift as well.
I was a bit surprised he made it through the night. I thought if he gets through the night he may be OK and he was looking a bit more chipper this morning. Here is little "Amos"...he's ugly as can be but you can't help but to feel sorry for the little guy. He had a rough day yesterday.
27056
Still pisses me of about the sales staff. I swear car salesman are scum. They care about nothing unless there is something in it for them. They will not walk more than 30' unless they can find a golf cart to carry them. They are selfish, tight with money (dont get me started on how they acted in a charity silent auction event I attended). They huddle around the lot in groups and bs each other on how much they think they know and apparently they love to watch small animals suffer. There are a few that I really respect and admire...but I have never seen the good ones aimlessly driving about in a cart or sneaking around back for a smoke. I am friends with a few honest and decent people who happen to be car salesmen...but the good ones are the exception.
Apparently there was a nest under the gutter and 2 birds worked themselves out and fell about 15' onto very hot pavement. It was sunny and 85 degrees about 2pm so you can imagine. One of the birds didn't make it and the other was flopping around suffering. Now you would think anyone with half a heart would at least get him off the pavement to ease his pain but not f#%&ING car salesmen. 3 of them were just standing over him, watching and pulling drags on their cigs like it was some kind of entertainment for them. When the detail boy walked by and saw what was going on he just stepped in, not knowing what to do next, but knowing he wanted to help.
I have a huge soft spot for most all animals. This was no fledgling yet and I don't think he was being forced out of the nest. There was no mother around and absolutely no way to get him back into the nest, in fact I believe the metal roof was so hot yesterday they fell trying to escape the heat. I decided it was in the bird's bet interest to come with me and the detail guy was glad to release him to my care.
I thought he might be injured from the fall but he seemed lively. Once home that evening I identified him as a sparrow and looked up if it was safe for them to eat and what to feed them. He loves tiny worms. Last night I looked up local wildlife preserves and found one that just happened to be in the city I go to today...so he is going there for until he is ready to fend for himself. I visited their website and I think it would be poor taste to bring them more work without making a donation, so I will bring them some needed materials and a monetary gift as well.
I was a bit surprised he made it through the night. I thought if he gets through the night he may be OK and he was looking a bit more chipper this morning. Here is little "Amos"...he's ugly as can be but you can't help but to feel sorry for the little guy. He had a rough day yesterday.
27056
Still pisses me of about the sales staff. I swear car salesman are scum. They care about nothing unless there is something in it for them. They will not walk more than 30' unless they can find a golf cart to carry them. They are selfish, tight with money (dont get me started on how they acted in a charity silent auction event I attended). They huddle around the lot in groups and bs each other on how much they think they know and apparently they love to watch small animals suffer. There are a few that I really respect and admire...but I have never seen the good ones aimlessly driving about in a cart or sneaking around back for a smoke. I am friends with a few honest and decent people who happen to be car salesmen...but the good ones are the exception.