Saturday, August 11, 2012

Baby Bird

On Thursday, I rescued a baby bird.
See, it went like this:
When we were leaving the nail salon, the 7-year old I was babysitting spotted this guy on the sidewalk:


And obviously, we couldn't just leave it. We spent like 10 minutes trying to figure out what to do. She was almost in tears with the idea of this baby bird not getting back to it's family. I called my friend Zel, who I thought would know what to do with something like this, but alas, she didn't answer. So I did what any sane person would do and called the fire department. It went like this:

Hannah: Hi, this is the non-emergency number, right?
Operator: Yes
Hannah: Okay, well I know this sounds incredibly stupid, but there's this baby bird, and it's on the sidewalk and appears to have fallen out of its nest. It doesn't seem hurt, and what should I do?
Operator: Well, I can send out an officer to come look.
Hannah: Is that like normal? Because I don't want to waste an officer's time over some stupid baby sparrow.
Operator: Yeah, we've got an animal control unit who do things like that. 
Hannah: Are they busy?
Operator: No, they'll be there in a few minutes.
Hannah: Alright, thank you so much.

The girl I was babysitting didn't want to leave until the officer got there. At some point, the mom bird showed up and squawked at us, but I couldn't see the nest. We waited for the officer for 25 minutes. During that time, every 5 minutes, the girl would say "he's never going to come" and burst into tears. I kept reassuring her that he'd come, but she didn't quite believe me until he showed up.
The officer showed up, picked up the baby bird, and was going to take it away. Good news. Problem solved. Then the girl asks, "will the baby bird die?" and the officer says, "I don't know, maybe. We'll do all we can to save it though." And she burst into tears at that. I could have punched the officer. After the ordeal of the baby bird, who the fuck says maybe to that question? Would it kill him to sugar-coat things for a seven year old? Really. She should have this image of a baby bird that went on to live a very happy domestic life, and should be able to feel like she saved the bird. Not maybe.
Once the officer left, I took her to ice cream. 

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