Tuesday, November 22, 2011

Giving Sarge the Bird

Sarge ofur at Sarge Speaks Out do be hasing a contesty where we is supposed to give him the burd.  Okie dokie, you asked fur it...
This do be a baby blue jay wot woz here fur a while afore my time back in 1999.  (I didn't come along until 2001.)  So one day the boy woz driving in his car and seened a nekkid baby burd in the middle of the road and drived rite ofur it.  No, he did not squish it, he aimed so he would miss the baby burd and he would go unner the car.  He stopped his car and moved the burd ofur to the grass.  When he commed home he told mom and mom made him show her where he put the burd.  Well, it woz in full sunbeams and the nest woz way up in the tree ofur the bizzy road (wot burdbrains fur pawrents he had) so mom brought the baby burd home.  Well mom sayed she do has an appreshiashun fur burd moms.  From sun up until sun down, efurry hour on the hour the baby burd would SCREAM HIMS FOOL HEAD OFF fur noms and mom would has to hop to it with shoveling noms in his beak wot would open rilly big and he chowed down as fast like down the hatch!  Fortunately mom did not has to chew his noms and spit them back out like burd moms do.  She gibbed him Science Diet canned kitten food and he did thrive on that.  (That be wot the innerwebs say to feed orphaned baby burds.)  So when he got bigger and got fevvers and wanted to learn to fly mom would take him out in the yard and he followed her all ofur like she be his fur real fevver mom and flapped his wings and hopped in the air.  And then kittehs started coming from blocks away and woz stalking him.  They did love how mom be fattening him up fur them - NOT!  It woz not safe fur the baby burd any more so mom made arrangements fur a wildlife sanctuary to take him coz he needed to be in a safe place to learn to fly properly with burds of a fevver, not peeples.  Becoz it woz a 2 hour drive away, mom even had to stop and give the baby burd noms on the way.  Wot an appetite.  So as far as we know, the baby burd blue jay lived happily efur after.  The end.


  1. That's a great story! Growing up, all the neighbors would give us the baby birds they found and we would raise them. We had many birds that returned every year and were a joy to watch!


  2. Wooo, wot a nice story for a grey Toosday mornin. Good for your mom Shawnee.

  3. That's a good story. We have some baby birds that come here and when they fly free we has to go inside so we don't try to catch them..I'm just trying to help but mom says NOOOOO!!!

  4. Hey Shawnee!
    Wow, that's so amazing! I've never seen a baby blue jay before and neither has my peeps. So sweet that your mom took such good care of the little guy. I bet he grew up big and strong. Great story and a perfect entry for my event. Thanks so much for joining in and I have you in the drawing.
    Grr and a Chirping Woof,
    Sarge, COP

  5. Shawnee, your mom was awesome to do all that for the baby bird. Wonder if we have seen him fly overhead here.

    Woos ~ Phantom, Thunder, Ciara, and Lightning

  6. What a lucky baby bird to get to come to your house, Shawnee! Mom loves blue jays. We hardly have them any more cuz now we have crows and they scared the blue jays away. :-(

    -Bart and Ruby

  7. SIGH.... what a grrrrreat story!!!!

    Hill's Science diet KITTY Food??
    I hope that the poor birdie didn't end up being CAT food later in life.

  8. Great story! I'm so glad your mom took such good care of this guy. Mama rescued to baby birds on separate occasions when we lived in Texas. Thank goodness for the wildlife sanctuaries!

    Happy Thanksgiving, Shawnee!

  9. What a beautiful story pal. You has such a wonderful mom to take such good care of dat baby boid.

  10. Aww! That story gave all of us a big smile. Thanks for sharing it, Shawnee! I hope when that baby bird grew up, he learned to make a nest in a safer place!


  11. Shawnee, we had the same thing but before our time too. Mum cared for a little bird that fell out of its tree. She fed it cat food too and it screamed everytime mum came near cause it thought mum was its real mum and wanted food from her. Mum says bloomin noisy it was. Sadly, a cat did get our little birdie. Mum was very sad as she had fed him for four or five weeks (she thinks, but it was long ago and her memory is going, poor old girl). Thanks for your story. No worries, and love, Stella and Rory

  12. I like that story about the baby bird.

    Have a great day.

    pawhugs, Max