Something happened yesterday that left me speechless for several hours. A student at school came up to my class during the middle of the day. I have no idea who this kid was. She said "are you Ms. Felisdomesticus?" I said "yes." She then proceeded to hand me a plastic 7-11 bag that contained a teeny, tiny baby bird. I thought the bird was bleeding but she told me that it was cherry slurpee that was in the bag.
Apparently the bird had been on her lawn for several days and she had heard that I "rescue animals". So I get this bird.
One of its feet looked deformed to me so I figured that the mother bird kicked it out of the nest. It was VERY small and still had some of the keratin shafts at the edges of its feathers--but was feathered. Everyone said to "just let nature take its course" but I, of course, couldn't do that. They also informed me it was a chickadee. I had no idea what it was.
It pooped several times during the school day so I knew it must have been eating something or was being fed by its mother before the student took it. I called all over the place trying to find a wildlife rehab person but no joy. I figured I would try to feed it *something* and do the best I could although I had resigned myself to the fact that it would probably die.
I went to PetSmart to see if they had anything and wound up talking to the bird person. She was handfeeding a couple of other teeny tiny birds with no feathers and said she'd take this one too. She also said its foot looked broken rather than deformed. I was so relieved to have her take it because I had no idea what to do, even after reading a bunch of stuff online. I am hoping for the best but am realistic about the situation.
But that is the reputation I have somehow gotten at school. I am the teacher who brings in the parrot and who rescues animals. So they think I can take care of anything.