Lord of the Hum 3: Return of the Flit

Flit has returned to our porch for the third year. Well, we think it's the third year. We know it's the same hummingbird we had last summer because when we first spotted him he was looking for the feeder where it was hung last year.
But to jump back a step, first Mom heard Flit chirping, then she saw him. Then she ran and fixed his sugar water. Don't know what he likes about that stuff. Seems boring to me. Where's the meat?
Well after my taste of Flit (or his lady friend, Flita [don't know which]) last year, I'm pretty bored with the hummingbirds. They're too fast to even give them the time of day. Go buzz around a cheetah, why don't ya!
I'll stay focused on the finches and such that eat the bird seed. At least they're full of sunflowery goodness, not sugar.

--Jazpurr

The taste of hummingbird in the afternoon

This is Flita. Flita has a friend called Flit II. They are young hummingbirds that frequent my porch. The other day I was napping on the couch when a banging sound aroused me. Lo and behold Flita was inside the apartment banging against the sliding glass door.

Of course I was on the scene instantly.

Mom shut the curtain around us to trap Flita against the door--all the better to catch her. Mom also opened the sliding door as wide as it would go--all the worse to catch her.

At some point Flita got tired and I was able to nab her to the ground.

She tasted quite buzzy.

Mom got mad at me, though and made me stop savoring the snack. I kept trying to reclaim Flita but Mom kept getting mad and shooing me away.

Eventually mom toweled Flita and set her free. Drat!

--Jazpurr