last weekend my boss made a big cake that looked like a wine bottle and had tons of cake scraps leftover, so i took them and made scrappins the polar bear cake.
george thought he looked silly without a mouth, so he gave scrappins one. at first the cake was going to be a tower, then a panda, and finally a polar bear, but he looks most like a dog. regardless it's pretty delicious.
yesterday as i went out to do the laundry this little bird started making noise at me and fluttering around and i figured i'd just spooked him. later when i went out to put the laundry in the dryer boy and girl were harassing him in front of our neighbors house. i picked him up with a towel because it looked like they were more toying with him and less eating his flesh at that point. 
after calling george and george calling susan we took mitch (i named him mitch) inside and cleaned up his feathers with rubbing alcohol which really woke him up and he started flappin' around. we put him back in the area where i'd first seen him, up in a box that houses electric meters and gave him a little food. i checked on him later and he was up and walking around making noise...and being stalked by the neighbor cat, rusty. i didn't bother to move him or shoo rusty because unless mitch jumped he would be safe. hours later i went to check on him again...and.. he...was face down in the dirt with flies around his head. i blame rusty.
in less morbid news, at the end of the month i'll be going to north carolina! hope and her husband are buying a house in west asheville and she'll be going down to do the closing and some cleaning and invited me along!. i'm looking forward to some time away from here and the adventure of travel and new places.
15 August 2007
scrappins and mitch
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Aw! Poor Mitch. Though with the first cat bite he was probably doomed anyway, and Rusty saved him from being really sick from cat-spit bacteria. Still VERY sad.
There may be a bird rehabber in your area -- somebody kindly and crazy enough to do that endless, incredibly time-consuming work. Is there a nature center? Might be a good phone number to have around.
Mitch looks like he was a Scrub Jay, and the adults have a blue head, wings, and tail, no crest. Young are gray above with blue on wings and tail. If you watch around your neighborhood maybe you'll see his family.
That's a wonderful part of the world Hope is moving too! We have lots of friends down there...have a great trip.
Hooray for North Carolina! I have bad memories from there, but not all bad...=) I'm sure Hope and Mal will have a great time there.
Poor Mitch! Based on most faiths, we can probably say he's on to better things, or at least no more pain.
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