It's a tricky balance, this human and wildlife co-existence. Sometimes it works, other times, our wild friends need a helping hand. Early Tuesday morning as I walked along a local trail, I saw something a bit out of place. It was early, so I just looked on in awe at first. But when my sweet feathered friend showed no signs of flying away as I tried to walk past, I knew something was up. I kept my distance but upon further investigation, it looked like the little guy had an injured foot and an eye that just wouldn't open up right. After some calling around, a friend with proper experience in these situations arrived to help get him/her into a box and over to the local wildlife rescue center.
After dropping him/her off what struck me most was the way this bird seemed to put his/her fears aside, allowing us to step in and try to help. I've seen this a few times, and heard similar stories, and each time I do, it makes me wonder why we humans don't do the same more often? I'm hoping this young Barred Owl will make a full recovery, and thankful for good people willing to take a moment out of their day to help an animal in need.
P.S. I named him/her Howard.