I'll take a large fry and a cheeseburger please...

I just got on the floor to do my exercise during which I was listening to Alistair on the computer when I looked over at the window. There floated a humming bird looking in at me. I'm no Doctor Doolittle, but I thought maybe he was telling me he was out of food. So I got up and paused Alistair. I opened the front door and looked. Sure enough the feeder was empty. They do have a way of telling you what they want. I think I made friends when I rescued two out of the garage the other day.