A face full of air bag really stings, and makes one's nose all puffy and sore for a long while, but it sure as hell beats the alternative of not having one.

Achy, but not broken. Me, I mean. The car's very dead. Blah. Long day.

Nice weekend, Busy week

Had a very nice weekend with good friends. Sean went fishing Saturday for his 10th birthday, and we took David to a wonderful aquarium out on Long Island. Sunday, Dennis had to work so I took the boys to an equally wonderful science museum in NJ in the afternoon. We'd planned to go to the beach, but it really wasn't the weather for it.

Got tons of cleaning to do this week, inside and house and out. Will have lots of people over Saturday, and don't want to be embarrassed. Combination birthday party for Sean, my-son's-not-getting-married party for my neighbor (hated the girl with a passion, and it was supposed to happen that day) and general end-of-season bash for us both just to have one big party. :) Not cleaning a lot today, though. Today, I'm relaxing some and catching up with a few other things. Fortunately, I've been keeping up with the place pretty well recently. Tomorrow though, the madness begins.

Separation Anxiety

A few weeks back, we found a young robin that had just fallen out of the tree. That isn't unusual for robins, who are then fed and protected by the parents until they can take care of themselves. It was the third robin in three days though, and the previous two hadn't survived. The kids were handling it, and there was no sign of the parents (it's not true that handling a baby robin will prevent the parents from taking care of it, btw. They go by sight, not smell).

We took it in. There are LOTS of stray cats in the area, and it would have been eaten. You can't keep a robin in a parakeet-sized cage though, because it's cruel. They're wild birds and need space to move around. So, we got a parrot-sized cage for it. We mixed wet puppy food and bread crumbs with water, and hand-fed it with popcicle sticks until it was better able to feed itself. Later, we added dry mealworms, fresh fruit and seeds (though robins aren't really seed eaters - they go for insects and fruit). We also let it out of the cage a lot, so it could stretch its wings and learn to fly.

Over time, it lost its down and became more adult-looking. It still had spots on its breast, but that's usual. I let it fly around the kitchen and living room, and it spent a lot of its time on the couch behind me. And, yes, I had a lot of cleaning up after it to do. It was amazingly tame, and would fly onto my shoulder and just hang out there while I did dishes or whatever. Robins love water and baths, so I'd fill a large bowl with luke warm water in the sink, and it would splash happily, completely drenching itself.

Today, after installing a feeder and a bird bath, we let it go. I gathered the kids, who had become very fond of the bird, and were really upset about it going away. We took it outside, and aside from one little flight around the carport it sat on my shoulder for about 10 minutes just looking around. Finally, it did fly off. Hopefully it will stay in the area and we'll see it occasionally.

I'm sad. It was the right thing to do, but I'm still sad.