Sunday, July 27, 2008

Resting Place.

Yesterday we found a young mourning dove in the back yard. We thought we'd have to do a little ceremony but then my mom noticed the small dove was still breathing. We think she might be about three to four weeks old but she can't fly and doesn't know what to do with seed. Sadly, she has some hatch defects and will never be like other doves. So to ease her stress we've been giving her water and a special slurry that she ate a little bit of. And I wrote her a little haiku while I watch out for her.
fledgling dove, blind, deaf
wanders in my yard flightless
waiting for her wings

14 comments:

  1. William that is so nice of you to help that birdie. Your haiku is very fitting for the situation.

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  2. Poor little birdie. You are kind to help her.
    Just an FYI: If you need to send her to the Birdie Bridge, holding her by the exhaust pipe of a running car will send her there quickly & painlessly.

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  3. William, my Mom's eyes are watering.

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  4. That is a lovely thoughtful haiku William.

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  5. That's a beautiful haiku, Wm. We wish her luck!

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  6. The little dove couldn't have wandered into a kinder and nicer place of refuge.

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  7. That was a lovely Haiku William. We feel bad for the poor dove.

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  8. Oh William, you made me cry. Your haiku is beautiful.

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  9. William I gave you an award. Stop by and pick it up.

    Maxwell Smartkitty

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  10. oh William, that's a beautiful Haiku. Bless you all for taking care of her!

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  11. Poor little birdie :( You write great haiku William :)
    Purrs Mickey

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  12. What a nice Haiku!

    I love your blog William and co. I love coming to visit and read about your latest adventures and mishaps and seeing all the great pictures your Mom puts up! Keep up the wonderful blogging!

    Jaime

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Wowee meowee.