A Mother's Loving Protection, A Father's Dedication: A Family Like Any Other
Published May 28, 2009 @ 06:39PM PT

From the Telegraph comes the most heartwarming, beautiful story of the day. And it's a tear-jerker. "Bird brain" is an insult I despise because it implies that birds themselves are unintelligent, unthinking beings when they certainly are not. And this remarkable story tells us that we shouldn't underestimate the size of their hearts either.
Her children were in danger. And so she put herself, quite literally, between them and what threatened to harm them. Through pelting rain, through hours, through hunger, she stayed, and she protected them. And her mate did not just leave her to protect and provide for the family by herself. He did not go on about his business as usual. While she served as the physical barrier between their chicks and danger, he took care of her and their young, bringing back worms and feeding both his mate and their small family. It is not sentimentally anthropomorphic to talk about animals big or small, domesticated and captive or free, as having families, as having feelings, as expressing love and devotion. It is simply an observation of the obvious. We are not different from one another in the ways that matter. And this, my friends, is love
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Desperate to protect her young, she puffed herself up to twice her size and sat in the drainpipe to stop the tide of rain water swamping the nest. . . . She was so occupied with her task that her mate was left to feed her and their young. . . .
Said the observer who captured the image,
"She had to come up with a solution so she puffed herself up so she was twice the size of her mate and used her body as a cork to stop the water - it was absolutely amazing. "She was very dedicated, sitting there even when the rain was hammering down. Then every half an hour she would get out, dry herself off and come back. "The male was doing most of the work - feeding her and the chicks when she was sitting in the pipe. I feel so lucky to have witnessed something so rare and unique."
But though the chance to witness this family's interactions up-close may have been unusual, what the observer saw, in terms of a family acting like a family and parents protecting their young, was not rare, was not an anomaly. Whether human, cow, pig, chicken, elephant, sparrow, rat, or dog, animals have families. Animals have emotions. Animals form bonds and relationships, relationships they want to maintain, loved ones they want to be near, families they want to protect--if only we "superior" animals would more often let them. We are so very much the same. Read the remainder of the article here.
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Please retract any opinion pieces on me about eating beef and veal, or any other animal. I was never taught any better.
Education is always the key to any problem in society.
I regret my bad habits in the past. There wasn't a picture of me throwing up the rest of my roast beef tonight. I wish I had that to show you that this group has made a difference
in my life. Thank you.
Posted by Nancy Noffsinger on 05/28/2009 @ 07:22PM PT
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Nancy, I'm sorry for how emotionally hard changes and realizations like this can be, but I'm so very glad for you that you're exploring these issues now. As most who've gone through this moment will tell you, the emotion (and, yes, guilt) can be so strong as you start seeing things differently and making a change, but the feelings then turn to relief and joy and peace because of having made that compassionate change. And if the community here can be a part of compassionate, happy, healthy transitions in your life and can offer you support, I couldn't be more honored.
Posted by Stephanie Ernst on 05/28/2009 @ 07:45PM PT
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Loved the story. I never ceases to amaze me that people think that humans are the only ones who feel, who love, who care.
I used to be a nanny for three young girls who were at the perfect age to learn to be kind to animals. They had so many questions for me when instead of squashing a bug in their house I would carefully take it outside and set it free. They asked "why" and I explained every time. They started to join me when I volunteered at the local animal shelter to visit with the homeless pets. We would pick up bugs outside to identify them instead of hurt them. We photographed every live creature that we could, no matter the size, and we learned about each and every one.
The girls have a new nanny now, but I still babysit once in a while when she is away. The youngest girl who is about to turn five next week went out to pick wildflowers in her yard and in proceeding up the hill with me, as we have been doing since she learned to walk. On our hike, she stopped and kicked an ant hill and scattered the ants and their home with an accomplished look on her face before I even knew what had happened.
I stood there in amazement that not being around her for a year's time, she went from calling each and every insect her "friend" to stomping on an ant hill that was a couple thousand feet from her house. When she saw the look of disappointment on my face, she asked what she had done wrong. I asked her why she had done this and she said because "they" didn't matter. They were just ants.
I told her that ants have families and work hard just like people do and that they should not be harmed just because of their size. She told me that she would never do it again, and truly had compassion on her face when she apologized for what she had done. She walked over to the ant hill and told the ants that she was sorry. She told me that her new nanny said it is okay to kill bugs. She remembered back to the times that we used to name the bugs and set them free.
I spent years with these girls and in only a short time away, the empathy and compassion for all living things was being drained away because their new nanny does not educate them in the same way that I started out. Their other nannies are hunters, as their father is, and they want to fit in and be just like them. The oldest, who is 10 now said that she is sad when she practices target shooting with them and does not want to kill anything, but is now defending hunters, saying that there are too many animals and they have to be maintained. She still volunteers at the animal shelter, but now thinks that "wild" animals are different.
They are still very caring young ladies, and I hope that when people are with their children, they teach them that no matter how small the creature, it also has a family and cares just about about their young as humans do.
We have to educate at a young age and set the example. It's not too late to change a young mind. Show them this story or read it to them. Show them that birds have families and care for their young in the same way. It teaches empathy.
I learned it as a child, and it stuck. The unfortunate part is that they learn what they live, and if the parents or nannies teach them about superiority rather than empathy, they grow up with a lack of compassion and concern.
I still have hope for these young girls and will make sure to be around them more so that they will continue to learn to respect all living things. I am going to show them the article about the birds. Just as a reminder. It's not too late.
I shoot animals and insects as often as I can.
With a camera! It's just as effective to capture the wild on film. This way, they last forever.
Posted by Michele McCowan on 05/28/2009 @ 09:25PM PT
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Many years ago while working at my first animal shelter, I took in a very pregnant dog right before leaving for the day. Afraid that she would give birth overnight, I dared not put her in the kennel runs area. So I put her in our kitchen and gave her plenty of blankets plus food & water. Now on the same day we had taken in a very feral cat, but the cat had gotten away from us while taking it in and we did not know where in the building the cat had run off to.
Fast forward to the next morning. I came in and gingerly opened the door, just knowing that the pups had come. And they had, indeed, arrived. But that was not the amazing find that morning. There in the midst of the pups (8) and the mother dog was our orange tabby cat, helping the mother dog in making sure the pups stayed in her range. And until the pups were older, the cat stayed right there and helped. This cat never really accepted us, but it sure did love it's adopted family.
Now you might wonder why I keep referring to this cat as "it". I wanted to see if you assumed "it" was a female cat, did you? "It" wasn't. He was a he. All of us at the shelter just assumed the cat had to be a female.
And at the second shelter I managed I truly learned that compassion just cannot always be taught once you are an adult. There my staff would have complained at the inconvenience of what I gave account of above. But at this shelter we just accepted the inconvenience as worth it to learn the lesson this male cat taught us. And that lesson was what all we can learn from these animals. They are simply amazing.
Posted by The Southern Alliance for Animal Welfare Pet Education & Sterilization Services on 05/28/2009 @ 10:08PM PT
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What a sweet story. We found a kitten in the road and my 5 year old "vicious" pit bull, Ruby, has treated him like his momma. Also I just relocated and before I left I witnessed a nest being built in the cactus outside my front door. I could see it perfectly from one of the bedroom windows. Well one day there were eggs in there and than 2 days before we left..there were the babies. We tried not bother them too much, Although she was RIGHT next to my front door. The back was fenced haha. Whenever we came outside she would just fly to the tree at the end of the yard and keep an eye out. That's when we would snap pictures real fast, I didn't want to her to fly at me, like the dad did once, haha, She never did. Anyway thought I would share that. :)-
Posted by J T on 05/30/2009 @ 08:15AM PT
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We had a family of robins nesting on the ledge above our door, which has a window directly behind it. It was almost like they had chose it on purpose so that we could have a viewing window on their lives. We loved watching the babies grow and both parents feeding and taking care of them every day. It was very heartwarming. :)
Posted by Michelle Bak on 05/30/2009 @ 09:27AM PT
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All I have to say is I think it's sooo cute!
Posted by Karen Allmond on 06/01/2009 @ 05:31AM PT
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heart warming :)
Posted by Soodle Billy on 07/03/2009 @ 03:26AM PT
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I just loved the story. Thanks change.org!!!!!!!!!
Posted by Nancy Noffsinger on 07/03/2009 @ 05:25AM PT
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