Jar Of Questions - Part 18
January 2002 - A special experience with a animal (bird)
This happened in our back yard at our family home in Mesa and I was cleaning up the back yard with a new weed eater I had just bought from Sears made to clean ditches + fence lines. I was giving it a good try around the fence of the swimming pool. I stopped to change the heavy culling strings and while doing so a pair of birds started making the biggest commotion flying over the pool and as I looked i could see there baby bird had landed or got in the water some way. So I went over and got it out of the water and sence there was a towel on the trampoline I went over and dryed it off and held it between my hands on the warm trampoline. Of course the 2 adult black birds was really excited and Im sure worryed. They really kept a eye on me + there baby that was just trying to fly. It was one of those long legged black birds that come into the yard and eat worms + bugs each time we irrigate. After I warmed up the bird I left it wrapped up in the towel and it stayed there for a while then flew over into the branches + grass under the pomegranate tree and the adult birds went there also so I went on weed eating the grass + weeds around the lawn and then all of a sudden I felt a couple of nice soft gentle tapped on my head from one of the adult birds. I guess it was a thank you for saving there little one. I mentioned what happened to Joan later. I thought it was quite unusual for a bird to do that. I watched that 3 some for the next week as it learned to fly and climb. That little bird loved to climb the telephone pole guy wire and the 2 adult birds would be at the top of the pole waiting for it. Animals are very interesting.
The end to the story is bad. The bird 2 weeks later tryed to get a drink out of the pool and fell in and drowned. The pigeons did it so why couldn't the black bird do it. Just not big and old enough.
But things happen as we grow up and we never forget what happened. I remember this happening when I was about 6-7-8 yrs old at the back door of our house there was a big cement step to use as we came out of the door and ever so often we would turn the step over and under it would be a home for usually 2 baby mice. So this time as usuall I turned the step over and there were 2 baby mice just borned, so small + pink. Even there eyes were not open yet but they gave off the squeekyest sound when you held them in your hands + petted them. We always played with the little mice and carryed them around. Papa at this time called me and asked me to go down to the end of the field and bring in the bows so he could milk them so I walked down carrying the mice and holding them clear down to the lower end of the field near the Woods (water man) home (west end) and started the cows back to our corral at our home. I was getting tired of holding the little mice and I came to a big ant bed. I threw the 2 little mice into the ant bed and Iv regretted that and remembered the crying of those 2 little baby mice ever sense. I can still hear them to this day. Even Old Buster our big brown work horse was close enough to hear there crying + squealing as those big red aunts stung + attacked the mice until they were dead. Iv always remember that and wished Id never done it. We never liked mice in our old house and always killed the mice we caught but that was mean + cruel to throw them to the aunts and make them suffer. I often remember this when I go in to see the Bishop for a new temple recommend. Just remember everyone - no matter what you do as you grow up you'll always remember what you did through life and it will come back to you. Your brain is the best computer ever made to make you remember. So always do good things not bad. I think I'll ask the Bishop if he wants my temple recommend back and tell him the story of the 2 baby mice.
This happened in our back yard at our family home in Mesa and I was cleaning up the back yard with a new weed eater I had just bought from Sears made to clean ditches + fence lines. I was giving it a good try around the fence of the swimming pool. I stopped to change the heavy culling strings and while doing so a pair of birds started making the biggest commotion flying over the pool and as I looked i could see there baby bird had landed or got in the water some way. So I went over and got it out of the water and sence there was a towel on the trampoline I went over and dryed it off and held it between my hands on the warm trampoline. Of course the 2 adult black birds was really excited and Im sure worryed. They really kept a eye on me + there baby that was just trying to fly. It was one of those long legged black birds that come into the yard and eat worms + bugs each time we irrigate. After I warmed up the bird I left it wrapped up in the towel and it stayed there for a while then flew over into the branches + grass under the pomegranate tree and the adult birds went there also so I went on weed eating the grass + weeds around the lawn and then all of a sudden I felt a couple of nice soft gentle tapped on my head from one of the adult birds. I guess it was a thank you for saving there little one. I mentioned what happened to Joan later. I thought it was quite unusual for a bird to do that. I watched that 3 some for the next week as it learned to fly and climb. That little bird loved to climb the telephone pole guy wire and the 2 adult birds would be at the top of the pole waiting for it. Animals are very interesting.
The end to the story is bad. The bird 2 weeks later tryed to get a drink out of the pool and fell in and drowned. The pigeons did it so why couldn't the black bird do it. Just not big and old enough.
But things happen as we grow up and we never forget what happened. I remember this happening when I was about 6-7-8 yrs old at the back door of our house there was a big cement step to use as we came out of the door and ever so often we would turn the step over and under it would be a home for usually 2 baby mice. So this time as usuall I turned the step over and there were 2 baby mice just borned, so small + pink. Even there eyes were not open yet but they gave off the squeekyest sound when you held them in your hands + petted them. We always played with the little mice and carryed them around. Papa at this time called me and asked me to go down to the end of the field and bring in the bows so he could milk them so I walked down carrying the mice and holding them clear down to the lower end of the field near the Woods (water man) home (west end) and started the cows back to our corral at our home. I was getting tired of holding the little mice and I came to a big ant bed. I threw the 2 little mice into the ant bed and Iv regretted that and remembered the crying of those 2 little baby mice ever sense. I can still hear them to this day. Even Old Buster our big brown work horse was close enough to hear there crying + squealing as those big red aunts stung + attacked the mice until they were dead. Iv always remember that and wished Id never done it. We never liked mice in our old house and always killed the mice we caught but that was mean + cruel to throw them to the aunts and make them suffer. I often remember this when I go in to see the Bishop for a new temple recommend. Just remember everyone - no matter what you do as you grow up you'll always remember what you did through life and it will come back to you. Your brain is the best computer ever made to make you remember. So always do good things not bad. I think I'll ask the Bishop if he wants my temple recommend back and tell him the story of the 2 baby mice.
Whats funny in a way is our work horse Buster came over where I was to see the commotion and I petted him and he looked at the ant bed and then looked around at me and lifted up his left front leg and put his hoof on my right bare foot. We were always bare foot during the summer. As to say - there - that will teach you to do things like that. That hurt. Still does.
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