To Save a Mockingbird
Update: The NJ Raptor Trust reports that The Word is doing great and is perfectly healthy. He’s made friends with another mocker his own age. He’ll then go with the general population, and then eventually be released into the wild. The only sad part is that once he gets put into the general population, they won’t know which one he is. That only leaves one option: returning to the Raptor Trust, using my iPhone App to summon the birds, and see if The Word returns to me.
'sup, Jerks?
He kept saying in an annoying voice, "I know you are but what am I?"
Sunday Morning we were sitting at the beach house. My father was reading on the porch when a young mockingbird appeared and started screeching at him in a very, very loud way. He thought it may have been one of the birds who had recently attacked our fat cat, Darko, so he called us over to investigate. The bird initially came across as belligerent and wanting to be startin’ something, but after we tried scaring him away and he didn’t budge we knew something different was up. Darko, who is normally afraid of everything except for very large animals, escaped and got in the bird’s face, but the bird didn’t even blink. My dad started throwing rocks at the bird and the bird still didn’t flinch (but we stopped my dad from doing so almost immediately). The next step was to put down our coffee and figure out what was going on. Continue reading “To Save a Mockingbird” »
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