When looking back on 2010, my most cherished moment was saving the life of a hummingbird on Thanksgiving Day
It was early Thanksgiving morning and we were loading up the RAV for the annual family brunch. I remember how awfully cold it was and all of a sudden my husband yelled “Oh NO, come over here quick, it’s a dead hummingbird.”
I ran over to the little, still body laying under the empty feeder. Swearing with my last dying breathe that I would never let the feeder be empty again. I picked it up in my hand and saw its eye move. OMG!! It still had a chance to live.
With this precious little life in the palm of my hand I ran in the house, grabbed everything I needed to mix some hummingbird nectar, got an eyedropper, put a drop in its mouth and prayed. A little spark seemed to come into its eyes and I said, “Thank You.” I moved the dropper to the end of its beak and its slender, little tongue came out and it couldn’t drink fast enough.
As I’m holding it in my hand I can feel its heart beating. It was an experience I truly will never forget.
My little friend was too weak to fly so we fixed a box and put him in a warm, sunny spot to rest and recuperate. All the while his lady was outside calling for him. After 3 or 4 hours we took the box outside, lifted the top and off he flew to his lady who was still calling and waiting for him.
Gary, he still flies by our kitchen window and feeds from our FULL FEEDER. I feel very blessed in having a part in saving his life, plus how many people get to experience the beating of a hummingbird’s heart? BEAUTIFUL.
The miracle of all this, too, is that we have 3 feral cats who live with us and they left him alone.
Donna Manguiat, Castro Valley, Calif.
Remembering the feel of the tiny beat of a hummingbird’s heart. What a wonderful way to celebrate the coming of the New Year! Treasure it always. /Gary