Toni and The Bird



A mourning dove, not unlike the one I (almost) rescued from Toni's house.


As soon as I got home from work on Tuesday, I received a phone call from neighbor and Fellow Flatlander, Toni Sorrell. I could tell she was almost in tears.

"Are you at home, Thomas?" she asked.

"Yes, what's wrong?" I replied.

"There's a bird in my house and I need you to come get it," she said.

"Do you have a towel handy?" I inquired.

"Yes," she answered.

"I'll be right over," I confirmed.

So, as I drove up to her house, I was a little wary of what to expect. I knew that she had recently caught a racoon eating cat food in her kitchen and I had heard tales of other animals breaking into her house. I was beginning to wonder if her house was becoming North Greenwood's version of Animal Planet.

Naturally, I had a few questions to ask. Was the bird alive or dead? Was this bird flying around the house? Was it a sparrow or Big Bird? All of these questions were racing through my mind, seeing that I had reluctantly agreed to rid her house of this animal.

As soon as I arrived at her house, she briefed me on the matter. Apparently, her clever cat, Digit, had brought this bird in through the catdoor during the previous night's storm. Only slightly mangled, the hurt but still alive mourning dove was lying in the hallway in a pile of its own feathers.

I quickly wrapped the towel around the bird and carted it outside, scolding Digit as I passed. I took it to the back of her property line near the fence that separates her yard from her neighbors'. As I gently set the bird on the ground, I felt heroic in that I had just saved this little bird's life.

But as I heard the sound of two yapping dogs in the neighbor's yard running toward the fence, I overheard Toni asking, "Did the bird make it okay?"

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the little bird hobble through a hole in the bottom of the fence, crossing over onto the neighbors' property and into the jowls of the yapping dogs.

Although I feared the worst was about to happen, I looked up at Toni and calmingly said, "Yes. Yes it did. The bird made it just fine."

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