Reading on the deck this afternoon, a baby hummingbird with her downy feathers still present kept landing near me with her wings splayed, tongue darting in and out slowly, and generally looking distressed.
I decided to make her some hummingbird food to see if she was just thirsty. She was, and drank appreciatively.
After her drink, she ruffled her feathers and took a 10-minute nap on the table next to me.
I fed her a bit more food when she woke up, and moved the glass toward the hummingbird feeder.
She caught on quickly. Last I saw she was drinking from the feeder successfully. I suppose I can add hummingbird trainer to my growing list of skills!