Birdy Hospice I Hadn’t Intended To Be

On this the first day of my 53rd year here upon this earth you would think by now I would have learned the following…

You can’t save the world so quit trying. Prime example, I found a baby bird that couldn’t fly in my front yard. I saw the bird as I was venturing out on my walk.  I vowed to check on it when I returned. I had a conversation in my head about how I really didn’t want to get involved because I have never had much luck rehabilitating injured wildlife. When I returned it was still in the same spot. The flys were biting him and the AZ temp and scorching sun were intensifying with every minute. I decided that I really didn’t have the heart to leave him there to bake…

I grabbed a nice basket that I had and lined it with a hand towel. I picked him carefully up with a washcloth in hand. That’s when it happened… I looked into this birds eyes and I felt his desperate need for help. He was precious as can be and he seemed to almost appreciate being in the basket. I found an old lid to a jar, filled it with water and raised it to his beak. He appeared to drink. My thirteen year old was enthralled with his cuteness. I had a ton of family obligations for the day as it was my grandsons birthday. I had to go shopping and attend the birthday party along with other errands. I was beginning to stress out about how I was going to be able to care for this precious befallen creature. I knew that I would have to figure out what to feed it. I tried digging for worms in the yard and mashing them up. My daughter and I looked online and found that I could feed it with a paint brush. I boiled an egg and soaked cat food to try to feed this little guy…

It became apparent that I really needed to get him some professional help. I took him to two different vets. Neither vet could help. They gave me a flyer with phone numbers for private wildlife rehabs locally. It was a Friday afternoon and no one was answering the phone. As the day wore on I fell in love with this sweet creature. I  just adored him. I was very worried  as I was unable to get anyone with real help to call me back. 

We went to dinner and I was worried about what I was going to do with this sweet baby. When I got home, it was the first thing I did. I checked on him only to find him dying. I made another attempt at feeding him. He died in a washcloth, in my hands within 10 minutes of my return. This for whatever reason made me furious! I felt so helpless and so angry! I couldn’t believe how this impacted me. This little beautiful creature that I could’nt save, broke my heart to pieces. I cried, I swore, I was beyond frustrated… I quickly realized that my fury was beyond the death of this bird. I hate being faced with situations that I can’t fix! I really get pissed off when I feel helpless!  I don’t  do feeling powerless well. Omg I was just devestated by this birds passing. I also realize that I have unresolved feelings about my father recently passing away. Most likely about death period. Losing people and pets to death is painful! 

  R.I.P. My bird friend… We cared about you!

click here on this link➡️ My cover of Silent Lucidity written by Queensryche.


Author: tynajoymetzner

I've been a stay at home Mom for many years...Have earned a PhD in life experience. My oldest is 33 and my youngest is 15. This year, I adopted my 5 year old Granddaughter. On a quest to see all that I can be now. I am a musician, singer/ songwriter. In the process of trying to become marketable. Please visit and subscribe to my YouTube channel Would love to make money doing what I love! I love to do many domestic things also. Nothing I do seems to be profitable. Guess I am at a point in life that I would like to be compensated . My whole life I have given freely. I recently had a the wonderful opportunity to submit my music to Warner Bros Records for consideration to the label! They liked my music but requested that I get in the game by acquiring 20k followers. Appearantly, that what it takes to get signed to a major label! Sure WB, I'm working on it! You have to have a huge following to land a recording contract. Gone are the days where a label can and will make you...

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