"The Day They Took My Hummingbird Feeder Down—The Shocking Truth Behind It!"

"The Day They Took My Hummingbird Feeder Down—The Shocking Truth Behind It!"

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The Day My Hummingbird Feeder Had to Go
February 31, 2025—a date etched in my memory. The winter sun cast a pale light through my apartment window at Southview Heights. Normally, I’d see the familiar flutter of tiny wings at my hummingbird feeder, a daily source of joy. But that morning, the air felt different. Instead of the hummingbirds, I was met with an unexpected knock at the door.
Two staff members stood there, their expressions a mix of authority and discomfort.
"We need you to take down your hummingbird feeder immediately," one of them said
. "It's contributing to an increase in mice and rats in the building."
I was stunned. For four years, feeding the hummingbirds had been my small way of bringing a touch of life to the gray days of winter. Watching their iridescent feathers shimmer as they hovered to sip nectar was a simple joy I cherished. It seemed inconceivable that these delicate creatures could be linked to something as unpleasant as a rodent infestation.
Still, I wanted to understand. I did some research and discovered that hummingbird feeders, while designed for nectar-loving birds, can inadvertently attract rodents. If a feeder leaks or spills, the sugary scent can draw in rats and mice, which have an incredibly strong sense of smell.
It was a problem bigger than just my feeder. In Orkin Canada’s 2024 report on the "Rattiest Cities," Toronto held the top spot for rodent infestations, with Vancouver ranking second. While Vancouver’s rodent population was significant, it wasn’t the worst in Canada. That, however, was little comfort.
I briefly considered approaching management with a solution—perhaps stricter maintenance rules for feeders, or a designated area for wildlife. But I knew the risks. With the Salvation Army, there are no exceptions. Pushing back could easily result in a 30-day notice to vacate. The decision had already been made.
And so, with a heavy heart, I took my feeder down.
As I stood there, feeder in hand, I felt an unexpected pang of loss. The hummingbirds would find other sources of nectar, but what about me? My daily ritual, that small moment of connection with nature, was gone.
This experience left me reflecting on the delicate balance between human habits and communal living. Rules are necessary, but shouldn’t we also consider the emotional and environmental impact of such decisions? Is there no room for compromise?
For now, all I can do is dream of a future where a simple hummingbird feeder isn’t seen as a problem but as a bridge between us and the natural world. But when I look at our front and back yards—or speak to anyone on the first floor—I know that’s just wishful thinking.