And then the blasted hail came :-(


Last night,  a storm blew in with a vengeance.  I was about to drift off to sleep when the hail started pounding the house.  It was fairly small, mostly marble size, but relentless.  I stood watching out the patio door, helplessly wondering about the baby doves and my favorite toad, Zapper.  He had not come to the patio last night, which he does about every other night, to eat his fill of June bugs and other insects, underneath the patio light.  This has been his (or her) routine for the past three summers.  I’ve grown very fond of this toad.  I had seen him last, laying underneath the iris leaves, in the southwest corner of our yard,  one of his favorite hangouts. When the hail finally let up, I threw on a rain jacket over my jammies, slipped on a pair of flip flops, grabbed a flashlight, and went to check on him. It was after midnight.  It was raining. I know, most sane people would’ve gone to bed.   It’s a TOAD.  But,  I couldn’t.  I had to look.  When I rounded the corner of the house, and the light hit “his spot”, I was so afraid of what I would find.  The hail had completely covered his little corner, like a snow drift.  I began to dig it away, and sure enough under about two inches of a solid pile of round hail stones, was Zapper.  As I got more moved away, he wiggled his leg.  I got him pulled out and he was so freezing cold.  I went straight back to the patio with him, where I could get a better look at him.  He looked ok, and once he got warmed up, he ate a couple of June bugs on the patio.  Then he hopped off.  I haven’t seen him today, so I hope he didn’t have internal injuries.

And sadly, at least one of the little doves is dead.  I’m not sure about the other one.  I *may* have seen it this morning as I was leaving for work, still alive, but I couldn’t be sure.  I haven’t found it’s body, so hopefully it made it.

The yard is littered with leaves from our trees. This was the view of the backyard this morning.

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And this is the little hole where Zapper was.  He was literally buried in hail.

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This is the front yard debris and a picture of the roof, where the doves used to be, covered with Mimosa tree leaves.

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Poor little things didn’t stand a chance, it hit so hard & fast.  But other than that, all is well.  It could’ve been much worse.  I know that.  And I am thankful that it wasn’t.  It’s all part of the circle of life, the natural order of things.  But that doesn’t mean I can’t be a little sad for a little bird (or a toad) for a few moments, does it?

5 thoughts on “And then the blasted hail came :-(

  1. I’m so sorry to hear about your little dove and all that hail. Luckily by the time it reached us, it was just lighting…LOTS of lightning. I had hoped we’d have some doves at our house this summer, but they moved away just a few days after they moved in, so I guess they didn’t like my flower box, or my peeking at them through the window 🙂

  2. Zapper sure found the right house to hang out at. I don’t know of too many people that would go out, in the rain, in their jammies, to save a toad. I have to say, I probably would have done the same thing. I hope the doves survived.

  3. Oh good for you!! I was cheering for you as I read your post and so relieved when you found him(her). And I completely understand your feelings about your birds and critters. We have babies each year that we are privileged to watch grow and they do become special.
    Keep on caring and sharing with us.

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