Sanctuary on the Trail™ - Two hummingbirds battled their way into our living room this sunny Monday morning. She found safety onto our red carpet and he seems to find safety chasing her around. Now they are romantically trapped inside our house.
   My husband, the animal whisperer, is still enjoying his cup of coffee as I’m freaking out to “save the hummingbirds, save the hummingbirds.”
    Buzzing like a hundred bees, they fly around the ceiling, in corners, up on the rafters and on the windowpane, under the table, over the chair, back up to the ceiling and over and over, until they become too exhausted to care about each other and are too tired to fly.
    Now carefully, my husband offers them a new resting place on the end of our long window cleaning-rod thingy. With his coffee cup now empty, hummy-food sensibly paced at the door, the hummingbirds walk onto the rod my husband extends to them. He carefully brings them down to recharge at the door. And sooner than they arrived, they are zooming off to their next adventure with my husband and his tool bag tagging in behind them.
    Nothing like two hummingbirds and a cup of coffee to start your day.