Friday, October 13, 2006

Hissey the unhappy Owl

This is Hissey the un-happy Owl.
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I heard a knock on my door at 3:30 in the morning
and didn't answer it.
Would you?
I live two miles out of town and my husband is works at night,
and I'm alone all night with my daughter.
So no I didn't open the door, but the knock did wake me up, and I thought if they really mean it they'll knock again. And they didn't.
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The next day my husband came home at a quarter of seven as my daughter was just finishing getting ready for school. And he told us that there was a hurt owl in the yard, and he wanted our daughter's help catching it. And they did manage to round the owl up in a pet carrier that we have. I named it Hissey because it hissed like a tea kettle when my almost nineteen year old dog smelled around the carrier.
My husband was all for taking care of the owl and I said "no it an wild animal you can't make a pet out of it! You need to take it to the animal shelter, and they'll know what to do with it and know who to call."
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Well, my husband came back up-set, Hissey came to a un-happy end, he was put down by the animal shelter because his wing was broken back past the shoulder and he never be able to fly again.
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9 comments:

Gwen said...

Hi Janice.
Thank for the visit,you may have come in as "anonymous" but you went out as Janice.
I certainly wouldn't have opened the door at 3.30 in the morning either.I feel for the owls out come
though.
Stay well till I visit again.
P.S.I thought men were normally that dumb,without being blonde..Ha Ha..

Jeanette said...

Hi Janice
Im sure i wouldn't open the door at that time to anyone Im on my own and after dark the doors locked and only open if im expecting someone. that is a sad ending for hissey but he would never survive in the wild. take care keep smiling

Andrew said...

Good decision not to answer the door. I'm 6'4" and well over 200 pounds, and even I am careful opening my door at night - I always turn the outside light on first and see who it is.

And that's sad about the owl, but at least your husband tried his best to help the poor bird.

Andrew
To Love, Honor and Dismay

grannyfiddler said...

condolences for Hissy. my next door neighbor grew up with a naturalist father who saved and raised many, many injures or abandoned animals. they seemed to have an especial love for birds. she and her girls raised an abandoned blue jay baby one summer. pretty thrilling for all of us, as he thought he was one of the kids, and followed us around our gardens waiting for us to unearth worms for him, etc. and liked to sit on the kids' shoulders. he too, sadly came to a bad end... at the 'hands' of a stray cat.

Anonymous said...

Far be it from me to second guess an animal shelter, they spend their lives saving animals, but putting it down seems a shame. But they know best. Probably a financial decision.

I always open my door at around 2:30 to 3:30, that's when my stupid cats decide they have to come in.

Turtle Guy said...

I remember hitting a robin with my truck once... comepletely by accident - it swooped down in front of the bumper, giving me nere zero time to react. I scooped it up and took it to the vet. Alas, it too had to be put down.

Gazza said...

I'm with the others, that is certainly no time to answer a knock at the door.... Bad luck for the Hissy though.

Sarah Elaine said...

I once had a magpie die in my arms. My friend found it wounded in the middle of the road and decided we had to drive it to the vet. By the time we got there, it had died.

The ebb and flow of nature...

Janice said...

Hi everyone and thank you all for your comments I'm glad to have many visiter and I'm not going to slight anyone I hope but just make a few indivegual comments,

Hi Gwen Andrew Gazza and Jeannette,

I think the knock on the door might have been the person that had hit or maybe even found hissy, but you never know. And I think Hissy might also be the owl that lived in our tree I had named Hootie, and I haven't heard Hootie hooting ever since Hissey's demise.

Hi Grannyfiddler,

My sister and I also raised a blue Jay I even built a cage for it out of some scraps, alas it got mean then got out. We too think it might have beene eaten by a cat. That darn bird wasn't afraid of anything.

Hi Willowtree,

I don't know, but myhusband was pretty upset with me for suggest he go there, for shelter for putting Hissey to sleep.

Hi Sarah and Turtle Guy(aka Dave),

Birds are very delicate things and their bones are hollow so they can fly, so they also can go crunch when hit by a car too. And it is very rare that one survives a head on collision with a car. But your heart was in the right place.

The circle of life continues and I wonder if we will get a replacement owl for Hissey aka Hootie?

Thank you everyone for your comments,

Your Lady Jan~