By Donna Marie Parker of Florida
I volunteer for wildlife rescue in Tampa, Florida. At about 11 o’clock at night, I got a call about a cormorant on the Howard Frankland Bridge. A bird was tangled in fishing wire and the poor fella had been there since 5:30. So I took my net and headed out.
It was dark and when I got on the bridge I was thinking, “Oh God, please let someone have beat me to it this time and have already gotten him.” But no such luck for him nor I. There he was, as traffic barrelled by him, scared half to death.
I pulled over the 4runner and got my net out, but he saw me and headed towards traffic away from the bridge wall.
I just waited for about 20 minutes until I saw no traffic and then I ran at him with all I had in me. He didn’t move and I netted him. I think he knew why I was there.
I put him in the truck and turned on some nature music and he calmed right down. I took him to Save Our Seabirds in Sarasota and they removed two hooks from his stomach. He was released back near his original home.