Thank you Adiene. You brought tears to my eyes.:} Years ago I was returning home and as it was driving up the on-ramp to the highway, Mom duck and her "train" of ducklings started to cross the roan in front of me. I stopped and they crossed - all but one that took shelter under the car.:} My daughter tried to get it and couldn't . The traffic was backing up and horns were beeping. The man in the car behind me finally got out and manged to reach the duckling. By then, Mom and her crew had moved on and the man thrust it into my daughter's hands. I was then a mum to a duckling. I took it with me to the post office in a box and tried to be a duck as much as I could. I had a child's swimming pool that I put the duckling in each day - there is a pond abutting me but I didn't dare put i t in there - a snapping turtle would have grabbed it. Days and weeks passed with the duckling growing and feathering out. It played with the cat by chasing her around the house ad grabby her fur I think the cat was not happy about the game but never made any threatening motions toward the duckling. One day when I was going to bring the duckling in for the night, he started to go in the opposite direction - right toward the cranberry bog. I caught up with "Chuck-Chuck" and told him I was not spending the night on the bog with him, as I picked him up. He then began to fly in the house. A duck is small but let it get flying around in the house, the house isn't large enough!! A few days after that, we were outside and Chuck-Chuck spread his wings, circled the house and then joined two ducks that were flying overhead. I think he must have known they were coming this way because the timing was perfect. After that, I used to look for ducks flying over and wonder how he was doing. One day 3 ducks came and I called out "Chuck-Chuck, Hi" One of the ducks suddenly stopped flying for just an instant and then continued on. I am sure it was my Chuck-Chuck. All the best Barbara in MA ----- Original Message ----- From: "Adiene Humble" <ahumble@consolidated.net> To: cherokee@rootsweb.com Sent: Monday, January 20, 2014 3:13:47 PM Subject: Re: [Cherokee Circle] CHEROKEE Digest, Vol 9, Issue 10/owl/eagle Strangely enough, there have been two instance involving an eagle and an owl. My husband was on a motorcycle and an eagle flew into him while he was driving his bike. Only due to his leg strength was he able to stay on his bike. The eagle was still alive though unconcious so he brought the eagle home and I treated the injuries. We put the eagle in a box on the carport and he was gone the next day, however, that eagle was in a pine tree behind our house and stayed for years and years. The second instance was also similar. My son discovered an animal while riding home on his motorcycle on the side of the road at the lot next to us. He came and got me. The bird was still alive. Again I sought to help the bird (I was working for a vet at the time) so I sent for a towel as the birds can do some damage with their beaks, even injured. I took the owl to the carport and examined him. He seemed uninjured but stunned. Leaving him safely on the carport again we found the next morning he was gone. He'd move to a tree near my house. We left uncooked meat for a few days until he'd moved to a Picknut tree. Strangely enough, everytime one of us left the house to go outside he'd hooted. And every night he'd hoot at or about the same time as if to say "I'm fine or thank you". He lived in that tree many years and often flew into our yard and sit on a post. I truly believe that both of these birds were showing us how grateful they were and made their new home new us. Adiene ======*====== List archives http://archiver.rootsweb.ancestry.com/th/index?list=cherokee ------------------------------- To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to CHEROKEE-request@rootsweb.com with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message