Current mood:	indescribable
Current music:	Peter, Paul & Mary

Qiao
Meet Qiao! He's a baby starling (who might not actually be a 'he') I met on Atlantic, of course. He made a kamikaze leap from a nearby building covered in barbed wire. He seems to be fond of kamikaze leaps as a matter of fact. I'm not so sure he's all that bright.
I'm bound and determined that he'll fare better than poor Cab, however, and it looks like my wishes will come true. A New York City wild bird rescue (yeah...too weird) has been of *huge* assistance and Qiao will be making his home with them as of tomorrow. In the meantime I feed him soaked cat food, blueberries and ... meal worms every 2 hours. For the record, meal worms are GROSS. On the same thread, chopsticks are the greatest tools know to man and brilliant for staying far from the worms.
It's mommy's day and I'm a mommy. I've even gotten "Happy Mother's Day"'s from gents on the street. On that note, witness this as the proof that my Mommy, (Qiao's grandmommy, heh)is the greatest ever:
I call her frantic about what to do with a baby bird, she tells me what she knows and comforts me, never shocked, never thinking I'm being silly. She's wonderful. Hopefully news of Qiao's continued survival will be a good Mommy's day gift till I get home.
Wish Qiao well!