Picking up chicks

I could have begged off, stating that I am tired, but that would be two days in a row of not blogging and that is unexceptable.

I got a call to pick up an injured bird tonight, and this time, when I got there, the bird was still around. The person who called us had put a large box over it. I didn't know what I would find under there, so I peeked and saw a very red tail.

*First year red-tailed hawk*

(At least it wasn't something dumb like a chicken or turkey)

It had visible blood on its chest, and the woman said that the neighbor shoots starlings and cats. Nice. After a few phone calls, I got hold of who to take it to, which turned out to be Marc and Cindy. They live pretty close to me, and that's a good thing because my round trip tonight was 76 miles. Ever notice that I don't do things small?
The poor guy was checked out, head to talons...
...and weighed...
...and taken to another volunteer's house (Melinda and Irv...that's Melinda holding it)

There was no wound under the blood, but the bird had plenty of it in its mouth and raspy breathing, so it's not clear exactly what happened. I will be sure to give updates when I hear anything.

Now to yesterday and the reason I didn't blog:

My lovely mother, my niece and I went to Cirque Du Soleil. and may I say

OH MY GOD.

It's hard to describe a show like this, so all I will say now is that some people are made of rubber. I was impressed and awed and humbled by these performers. And they are on a tour of North America, so if they come anywhere near you, sell plasma or hock some jewelry, because it's worth it.