Portland Audubon Wildlife Care Center — Local services in Portland

Yesterday, I packed up Sita in her Giorgio Armani bug-out-bag and hauled her off to WinCo to get coffee and half & half, then Freddy's for her cat food. When we came back to the Gateway MAX stop, in the parking lot before the buses and trains on the sidewalk path a presumably Spanish as a first language speaker glanced down before I too noticed the heaped pile of feathers on the concrete. I walked over and put her wing in place and touched blood, then felt around her wing and noticed a bone. I ticket her under my arm and ran off with the female gull like I was Marshawn Lynch with a football when 'it's just him holding up the team' to the MAX train. The Seattle Seahawks lost an important game, eliminating the team from the NFL playoffs. I am not sure how this bird was injured. Few people have said, "a car or a train".

Sita was well behaved. She stayed in her bag and let me get the bird in a quiet comfortable place for her in my house in one of my spare bedrooms for the night after all attempts made yesterday were unsuccessful at getting her to the Audobon Society Audubon Society of Portland Wildlife Care Center yesterday.

I decided to call the female seagull, Ms. Blackwood from Top Gun. After I prayed the Rosary with her last night. Not touching her, just sitting beside her, resting, I decided I'd sing for her and play some music in the morning. My neighbor, fellow Montavillan, former Director or President of Montavilla Neighborhood Association, as well as formerly my Portland Community College professor, Mr. Michael Sonnleitner spoke with his wife at dinner last evening and called me back to tell me he would help me get Ms. Blackwell to Audobon Society in the morning. I sang a song that I sang for my grandmother at her memorial. I played a few Top Gun songs. I prayed the mysteries.

Michael picked Ms. Blackwood and I up; after I'd explained to he and Ms. Blackwood where an adult male seagull flew buy and smacked his right wing right at the shoulder against the side of my house a few summers ago. That seagull, he continued to fly, I shared. Then we made a trip in this snowy frozen inclement weather around the hills to get the seagull Ms. Blackwood the help she needs. We took photos, we filled out a form, I signed off on Ms. Blackwood the seagull's care and left my phone number on the form in anticipation to be invited to her release.

Ms. Blackwood will need surgery, her injury is one that she would have died from last night if she hadn't been picked up by my cat in a bag and I.

Now, we wait.

Thank you Audobon Society, thank you Mr. Sonnleitner, thank you concerned pedestrians, thank you Ms. Blackwood, thank you Mom, for helping me care.

Be well.

Peace...

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