Hmm ... while heading home from the hayfield this afternoon, the boys and I discovered a 'very panicked' little ball of fluff that was attempting to runaway on the gravel road ... only to end up in a heap down in the ditch! With no apparent sign of 'Mama or Papa,' I headed over to the ditch only to discover a wee little (darn cute) Pied-Billed Grebe!! Grebes stick pretty darn close to water. In fact, it is believed that they only take off from water. Therefore, knowing this little one was not yet capable of flight and judging by the distance it was from the nearest slough ... I'm thinking he escaped being someone's mid-afternoon snack! Needless to say, we scooped this little one up, crawled through the fence, marched through some crop and waded knee deep out into the closest slough and reunited him/her with a slough full of other baby grebes ... likely it's relatives! Any longer out on the gravel road in 30 C temp with the hawks circling above was certainly NOT the place for him/her to explore!
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