ENDANGERED SPECIES

I know that I have essentially been MIA for a couple months now.  The little everyday things have bogged my life down to the point I barely have time to come up for air.

Living on a farm, out in the sticks, is a lot of work.  Five acres left to tractor mow before it gets too dry to do it.  A fire was already started a couple weeks back when my neighbor was mowing and his mower blades got wrapped around a piece of barbed wire.  Got the weeds to pull, piglets to get, goat to feed, chickens to get started and a baby cow to obtain and wean.  I sound as if I'm complaining but I'm not.  I love it but it leaves very little time for socializing.

Today we came home to a baby bird that fell out of her nest.  By the time I got to her the cat had her in her mouth and was sitting down for a small and bony meal.  Cayman shot the cat with a squirt gun (I knew there was a good use for those things), the cat dropped the birdie and we went into rescue mode.  My neighbor intervened (thank God because I don't like touching things like wild animals) and it turned out to be an endangered species of bird.  Figures a rare bird would decide to make my porch home.

We got her back in her nest and mama bird came home none the wiser to her baby's adventure inside a cat's mouth.

Also turns out that quite a few of the birds on our land are endangered.  Before the Big Valley was inhabited these birds were prevalent and nested in smaller trees, close to the ground.  But when humans came, their domesticated house cat came too thus wiping out these easily hunted birds. 

When my sister saw the mama bird making the nest she said she'd tear it down.  I didn't have the time or inclination and am glad I didn't.  I'm thrilled we helped save a baby from being a midday snack.

Off to bed--early to bed, early to rise.  The life of a converted farm girl.