Humming bird wacked my window - what does it all mean?

THWack!!!

Sounded like the kid next door wacked my patio door with a whiffle ball. Loud enough that it made me put down my breakfast cereal, drag myself off the couch, and take a look. My wife came too...

On the ground by my patio door was a little ball of feathers, somewhat shaped like a flattened golf ball. Then, it moved.

Upon closer inspection it was what appeared to be a small humming bird. Longest beak I ever saw. The thing was wide, puffing like crazy, and probably flying toward the white light at the end of a deep dark tunnel.

I gently poked it. Half expecting it to come to and attack me . Nope. Barely moved.

I picked it up, and it still barely moved...eyes open. Checked the wings - seemed ok. Feet not rotated. No blood. Hey, my window looked ok too . All the little birdie parts were where they were supposed to be, and in the proper order...



So, I took it home, and walked around with it for about 10 minutes, while my wife and I pondered it fate.


"We should keep it. Its hurt" said the wife.

"Ok, lets get a cage or something. We can go to Walmart."

"Can't we just put it in a box?" she added.

The birds fate was in question. My wife sounded like she wanted it in the kids room, next to the lego's and under the power rangers...


"I don't think that will work"


Then suddenly, the damn bird comes to and flies up about 17 ft...where I can't reach it.


So, of course, we start throwing things at it. Soft things. Hoping it lands low. Even a towel within inches of its head doesn't phase it.

BAMMM! A direct hit. It flies to the bedroom. I chase it.

Then it goes into the bathroom.

Then finally poops out.


I feel like I have saved a life here, and stress tested the birds cardiovascular system at the same time . And proudly return the bird to the back yard, I gently loft it up, and the damn thing flies BACK into the house. Hmmm. Repeat towel throwing episode.

Finally...its back to nature.



So, what does all this mean? Whats the symbolism? Help me understand ...

 

He was stunned for quite a while, hope he makes it.

I wonder if there was something specific in the house he wanted...he tried to get in twice...

My little girl was really thrilled with the whole thing. At 3 years old, its the first bird she ever touched. She reaslly wanted to hold it and run around the house with it...but that didn't seem like the best idea...

 

Anyone remember Kung Fu:

"We are but little birds, grasshopper..."

"How do you mean, teacher? I do not have wings, or a beak, nor do I fly."

Yes, Grasshopper. But one day you will be flying along, when WHACK, your little bitty life will be squashed, and you will die an unremarkable unnoticed death.

I will never do that teacher. I will live a life of righteousness, and dignity. I will do great things!

No grasshopper, it is not to be. 20 years hence you will be doing commercials for the yellow pages, just squeaking by, paying for your arthritis meds. You grasshopper, will go WHACK...



We are all little humming birds, one window pane away from death...

 

WOW! How did my nird get to ohio so fast?!

Sheesh. Its a miracle. We are now the Brotherhood of the Nearsighted Hummingbird. Secret handshake to follow... Can we get our own area, moderators ?