I’m sure you’ve figured out by now that I’m an animal lover. When I discover a rescue story, I literally have been known to shed a tear over the lucky animal who found a home but more importantly, the kind people who opened their homes and hearts to a less fortunate creature.
I loved this story so much. I knew I had to share it with you:
In 2013 Noah Bloom, a little boy in Australia, discovered a baby magpie that they believe had been blown from its nest. The family of five searched for its mother and could not find the nest. Knowing that it would surely die if they abandoned it, the Blooms consulted a veterinarian, bought some food, and adopted the fragile bird, naming her Penguin.
Since then, the little bird has became a much-loved member of their family. Penguin is allowed to roam to her heart’s content, but she always returns to her human family — Cameron, his wife Sam, and their sons Rueben, Noah, and Oli are always delighted to see her once again. Sometimes, when she returns, she flies into the home with one of her new magpie friends.
Penguin is quite an expressive, affectionate bird. She acts like a puppy (she plays catch with socks!), loves to mimic her humans, sings when she sees the little boys come home from school, and loves to cuddle, often sleeping with one of the Bloom’s.
Hopefully, Penguin will live a long, happy life with her new family. (Magpies can live for 20 years!) I’m sure she will love the Blooms and the Blooms will love her until the end of time.
I hope you enjoy these photos I picked out to share with you. To see more photos of Penguin and the Blooms, check out Cameron Bloom’s images of Penguin on Instagram. Oh, and if you’d like to hear more of their story, you might want to read Audobon’s recent story.
Thank you for sharing, Kim. I’ve just spent the last 30 minutes or so on Instagram, looking at all the amazing photos and videos of Penguin caught through the lens of Cameron’s artistic eye. Just wow.
WOW WOW WOW this was so good, I loved it what a beautiful family, pictures, and hearts, all Gods creatures great and small. Just fabulous, every picture captures a miracle…
What a wonderful story. This is just so amazing! I love the photos you posted and now I am off to see the others in the links you provided.
We had a family of swallows once that returned to our front porch for four years in a row. They built their nest way up in the upper corner attached to the brick wall. We named the parents Twit and Tweet and gave names to all the babies too. Year one was Winken, Blinken and Nod; year two was First, Second, Third and Home Plate, year three was Twiddley Dee, Twiddley Dum, and Twiddley Dee Dee. I know there was three babies the fourth year but I can’t recall their names just now.
We watched flight training every year. Momma would line them up on the porch railing and make them, one by one, fly out to a lower limb on the Maple tree which was about 20 ft straight out in front. Once she had them all lined up on that limb, she made them fly back the the porch railing and repeat the process many times. Then we saw Twit and Tweet kick them out of the nest – for one night only – then all the babies came back and slept together in the nest every night for the rest of the summer and the parents slept on the flood lights above the garage door. We were just awed by the whole process which we could watch through the front door and our living room window.
The fifth spring I saw one bird fly up under the porch, pause , look around for a few minutes and then turn and fly away. My heart sank – I just knew he had lost his mate. We have never had swallows again.
Oh, my gosh. What a fabulous story and memory!
Thank you for posting this wonderful story, it’s so uplifting. The photographs are fantastic and I am off to check the links you provide for more. Have a wonderful weekend.