31 Jan 2014

FRIDAY's FAVE FIVE - RANDOM 5 FRIDAY

1. Days are flying by when there is nothing special happening as your daily routine. It's Monday and then suddenly Friday and you wonder what you have done during the week !

2. As usual I hopped around in the swimming pool during Aqua Gym, taking care of my health and body.

3. I spent a lazy day on my day "off", day "off" means that Mr. G. is out of the house playing cards (Whist) in a group. I used this day by watching a movie, which is too romantic for him.

4. And then came the day which recompensed the days which seem to me like a pearl on a pearl necklace every day looking the same.

Nicole had invited us, Ilona and me, we wanted to talk about our forthcoming trip through Cornwall with an old train, still using a steam locomotive. But it didn't happen. When we arrived we found a very unnerved Nicole, telling us that she was completely out of her mind, which we stated with no problem. She tried to tell what happened and I understood she had found a corpse in front of her entrance door, fortunately I had misunderstood, it only was an injured bird. She had taken it in and had put it in an open box on her terrace. She had been in the garden with a spade to dig out worms for this little thing, but despite all efforts it refused to eat. One sleepless night had passed and then we arrived !



We followed her on the terrace, where the worms had dried meanwhile and Ilona tried to give the bird at least some water. The ungrateful thing bit her in her finger, so I concluded that he was not that injured, but it couldn't fly and always fell on its back. We had to do something. Kill it ? No, nobody could do that, spending another night on Nicole's terrace, impossible, then she would have landed in a madhouse. She was so concerned about the little birdie. We thought it was a raven baby.

Finally I had the good idea and googled for a shelter for wild birds or animals. I found one not very far from Waterloo. But Nicole in her nervous state had written the address with only one wrong letter, and of course Madame GPS couldn't find it. We arrived in the little village, but still nothing on the GPS. I asked Nicole to call the shelter again, which she did and my GPS  found the right street. Only there wasn't any  animal hospital but a beautiful park with fitness equipment, swimming pool etc in the middle of the woods and of course closed in this season.

I asked a man who seemed to work in the woods for the hospital and he told me that it is a few meters further on the same street. I called Nicole and Ilona but they had ran off and were out of view and too far away to hear me so I had to ran after them. Meanwhile my patience was coming to an end, I had driven around and we still weren't there after more then an hour ! We were in a hurry because the shelter should close at 5 pm and it was already 5 ! I hurried them back to the car and asked to call again. Apparently we were very close, but couldn't find the entrance. Now I had enough, I asked Nicole to dial the number again and give me the mobile so that the woman on the phone could direct me while I was driving. Nicole's mobile was dead, she had forgotten to charge the battery. I gave her mine, she dialed the number gave me the phone and I told the woman where we were and followed her instructions. She said that we would see a sign with a blue owl.



and finally I saw it, well hidden behind trees and a fence and no street of course. You had to walk to the animal hospital. I parked the car in front of the fence and we three plus the bird, still sitting in his box ran down to the entrance.



The bird had stronger nerves as we had, because it still was very much alive. And I had thought it would die of a heart attack in the car. Instead it had bitten Nicole again who pushed loud screams which nearly directed me into the next tree while I was driving.



A very friendly lady greeted us three vintage ladies a little out of breath, looked at the bird and told us that it wasn't a  raven baby but "only" a blackbird ! All three of us as cat lovers have no clue about ornithology !



The lady showed us her patients mostly injured birds,



but also wounded hedgehogs. I tried to take a picture of one, but it was hidden in a box behind the yellow grids. We said good bye to our little problem child, went back to the car and returned to Nicole's. This time without any problem and it only took 20 min instead of 1 1/2 h !

Now relieved from her troubles, Nicole served us a well earned drink and then we sat there looking at each other and bursted out into laughter. We saw us like in the "hidden camera", the three vintage ladies running around with a bird in a box and one with a camera shooting around. Besides all the fights and rather animated discussions we had in the car about streets and directions !

5. In my painting course, I just did nothing, I had no inspiration at all and sat in front of my painting which looked like a dart game, without the arrows.




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22 comments:

Linens and Royals said...

No inspiration? You could paint the little blackbird.You are all so very kind to go to so much trouble for the bird.
No need to visit the bird and take flowers but are you going to ring the sanctuary to check the bird'condition? We need to know.

Deb @ Frugal Little Bungalow said...

I am glad that the little bird was okay in the end :)

Snap said...

Oh, my! What an adventure! So kind to care for that little black bird. Time is going by quickly ... only 11 more months in 2014!

Mrs. C (Paula) said...

I agree with you that time seems to fly by. Glad the little bird was able to be helped.

W. Latane Barton said...

I just love reading about your adventures. Life is never dull and I am a wee bit envious. Have a great week.

Rose said...

What a time that must have been!

Beth @ E. Lizard Breath Speaks said...

funny how time flies. i wonder why times seem so quick when you are enjoying it so ... & then when you wish for times to fly by they just take forever??! do you think it is an age thing? why i say that is when i was a kid it was so slow. now that i am older in my 30's i feel time is flying by. before i know it i will be in my 40's. nuts!! ( :

can't wait until next week to see what you get into. have fun!

Sarah Huizenga said...

Good call to find the shelter for the bird.

Ida said...

What a tale you told of your injured bird adventure. I am so happy you were able to get the bird to the shelter where it could be cared for. So sorry your friend got bit by it though.

edenhills said...

You have the most interesting adventures! Hope your little patient does well at the hospital.

Nancy Claeys said...

Quite the adventure the little blackbird led you ladies on! I always love your stories. :)

barbarah said...

What an ordeal to find the place to take the baby bird, but I am glad you finally found it. I'm sure it seemed a lot more comical afterward that it did at the time.

My husband isn't interested in romantic movies, either. I like some of the older ones.

Andrew said...

Another classic Gattina tale of kindness, chaos, confusion and fun.

The trip you didn't plan sounds very interesting.

EastCoastLife said...

hahaha..... that was an amusing adventure. Glad that the little bird is in good hands now. :)

Maribeth said...

We once had a duckling that was injured by horrid teenagers. We drove nearly 50 miles to bring it to a wild life refuge and later we called to hear she had recovered perfectly.

Loree said...

Well, I guess you have boring days and then you have a day that's just full of adventures! Hope the little bird is doing well.

Sandra Carlier said...

What a incredible racing against the time to save the little bird!!!! Hourra! You won!

Susanne said...

Quite a stir that bird caused. Sounds like around our place when hubby does something else, that is when the romantic movies come out. LOL.

diane b said...

You had me in stitches with the bird saga.

fruitfulwords said...

Ohhh, Gattina, what a funny ordeal.So glad you were able to get the baby bird to that shelter after all that wrong way driving. . . . Seems like you and your friends have that kind of a life (funny ordeals).

I look forward to seeing what happens during this next week even if it is a quiet one! ;)

Willow said...

I had to laugh at your bird shelter story. I think it would make a great movie! No wonder you had no inspiration for painting. I recommend another romantic movie!

miaslovetree said...

Not sure my other comment registered? Sorry for multiple comments, if so! Glad you found a place for the baby bird and hope you enjoyed your humorous misadventure with friends! Romantic movies are always a treat- I make a habit of watching them when my husband is away on military duties because it's all historical documentaries and war movies when he's home! ;)