John Sheehy
New member
I've seen photos here of birds like Great Blue Herons tangled in monofilament or actually hooked. I know that there is a limited time and place for creature on this planet, but premature endings due to human interaction are certainly not needed.
While walking around a local lake a few weeks ago, I looked through an opening in the bushes, and saw a small mudflat with several birds on it, so I stopped. I looked at them and realized they were swallows, which usually don't spend a lot of time on the ground. 4 of the 6 birds immediately flew away, and two remained. Then, one of the two, after eying me, left also. I was left with one swallow, who had one wing raised a bit. I took a photo, and then I I zoomed into the review, and noticed that the bird was wrapped in monofilament. I gently approached the bird on the mud flat, and tried to grab it, but it had enough freedom to avoid me, so I gently pulled on the line itself. The horror of a hook entered my head, but I saw that two strands were leaving the bird. I held the bird and tried to unravel the line, but it was stuck in the wing somehow, so I used my canines to cut the line, and pulled it out. I held the bird in the palm of my hand, but it just looked at me, instead of taking off. It was so cute, I didn't mind it hanging around, but I feared that it was harmed more than I thought. I gently put it back on the mudflat, and about a minute later its comrades flew by, making calls, and my little friend took off like a rocket and rejoined them.
At least one happy ending.
While walking around a local lake a few weeks ago, I looked through an opening in the bushes, and saw a small mudflat with several birds on it, so I stopped. I looked at them and realized they were swallows, which usually don't spend a lot of time on the ground. 4 of the 6 birds immediately flew away, and two remained. Then, one of the two, after eying me, left also. I was left with one swallow, who had one wing raised a bit. I took a photo, and then I I zoomed into the review, and noticed that the bird was wrapped in monofilament. I gently approached the bird on the mud flat, and tried to grab it, but it had enough freedom to avoid me, so I gently pulled on the line itself. The horror of a hook entered my head, but I saw that two strands were leaving the bird. I held the bird and tried to unravel the line, but it was stuck in the wing somehow, so I used my canines to cut the line, and pulled it out. I held the bird in the palm of my hand, but it just looked at me, instead of taking off. It was so cute, I didn't mind it hanging around, but I feared that it was harmed more than I thought. I gently put it back on the mudflat, and about a minute later its comrades flew by, making calls, and my little friend took off like a rocket and rejoined them.
At least one happy ending.
