When you find a baby bird? Continue w/ Cara in the dark.
So, as I’ve said before, I tend to find a lot of birds- babies, that don’t have a nest around or anything. The other day, I found a small whippoorwill. Get this- it was on a roof! If you have ever heard of a whippoorwill, they hatch on the ground- in leaves usually. This was a gravel two-story roof! He was running around, newly hatched (nestlings run around when they hatch, I read) and was headed for the edge of the roof. Naturally, I picked it up before it got too close and it looked at me with a gaping mouth begging for its first meal- I was now its mama. Whippoorwills aren’t supposed to be breeding in South Texas that I’ve read since I got the bird… It eats a lot and I don’t really have anywhere to take him, but he seems to like me anyway. He runs to me flapping when I talk and so a dollar coin-sized bird chirps and slips across the floor to it’s flightless featherless mom. Taking care of it, though, is wonderful so far. If you can’t get a new bird to a bird facility or something, water is most important. Since we aren’t their actual “parents” feed it mashed bugs- don’t listen to the “cat food and eggs work” thing. Don’t be a wimp. If you’re gonna take care of something- do it right. If not, take it where it will be taken care of. Mash up bugs and feed the thing. Afterwards, try to get a few drops of water in its system to help with digestion. The mom usually provides the liquid but, obviously, we can’t. So that’s my two bits of “Bird Rehab 101”. Real quick, I’ll give ya a small scoop on the book.
Like I said yesterday, the dark is Cara’s worst enemy. She learns to accept it, and in good timing, because the Quietus seems to place an abyss over the dome. There isn’t a glint of light anywhere. It’s so dark Cara has no choice but to remember the training she had and focus on what she remembers to have been around her. This dark veil takes over several times throughout their time in the dome. Each time, it gets easier for Cara. Although things seem to be getting better, the Quietus becomes more and more unpredictable. On the third day of being in the dome, a strange magnetic field covers the dome, taking up metal into the sky and slamming it against the ceiling. Weapons, bars, poles, and anything that can, flies up and cracks the ceiling. Everyone runs and forms a crowd in desperation- hoping for an answer to this unexpected event. Instead of an answer, Matthew tells them it’s time to leave. He provides everyone with a bit of a powder-like substance that allows for them to breath in the little to no oxygen environment they are about to walk out into. The dome is beginning to fall apart and, now, it’s time for the real adventure to begin.
So, there ya go. Now, they are about to begin their adventure. I will only post a few more things about this book because I can’t get through the whole thing and let you know the end, now can I? ;). We’ll see. I have to figure it out as I go, I guess. Well, y’all have a safe night and I’ll leave your imagination to that one.
Good-bye and soon… eventually…
I’ll see ya!
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