I just experienced one of the freakiest but COOLEST things. I was out on the front patio with Boots when I heard a "thud" on the glass of the front door. I turned around and there at my feet was a tiny little hummingbird, knocked out from the impact. I scooped it up before Boots could even think about it. (AND I was lucky enough to have my camera in hand, hoping to catch Boots doing something cute).
So, I tried it:
It sat there like this for another 5 minutes or so, drinking off and on while I watched, completely mesmerized by this surreal situation.
I did a Google search to find out what kind of hummingbird it was. Turns out it is a Costa's Hummingbird. Apparently, Tucson is located in their summer breeding territory. The Costa's Hummingbird was named after French nobleman Louis Marie Pantaleon Costa, Marquis de Beauregard.
See you at the feeder tomorrow Beauregard?