By Harlequin Cat’s estimate, the hummingbird must have been trapped inside the garage for at least five hours. No telling how it got there, but it did, and after flying frantically from aluminum ladders to rented pegboards, it finally landed on a dusty shelf next to a bottle of SUPERthrive.
For those of you who don’t know, SUPERthrive is touted as the unchallenged “World Champion” vitamin-hormone mix used to plant, grow and revive things. “Science miracles” are in each and every drop, and it promises "EXTRA LIFE" in all-cap letters.
And may I say, SUPERthrive is the best-smelling thing in the whole wide world.
I digress, but only to say that the little bottle must have been a good-luck charm. After commandeering a butterfly net and leaping over cans and boxes, the homeowners finally captured the trembling bird. It was so tired that it allowed itself to be held and misted with – no, not SuperThrive – but with a few tiny droplets of water.
After a minute or two, just when the homeowners had given up hope, the exhausted but fearless hummingbird gathered itself up and speeded away, sunlight flickering off its iridescent feathers, the air currents lifting it to whatever faraway kingdom it came from.
OK, you can go back to your Twittering and Retweets now.
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