One afternoon thirty years ago or so, at my previous place of employment, I heard a strange sound out in the warehouse. A kind of buzzing noise seemed to be coming from the ceiling. As I walked out and looked up, I expected to see some kind of electrical short-circuit. What I saw was not what I expected!
Up in one of the skylights, I saw a hummingbird -- caught in spider webs!
The little thing was completely bound in silky webs. It must have flown in through one of the roll-up doors, and gotten confused about the exit by the light coming in through the overhead.
I managed to get a ladder that extended high enough that I could snag bird and mass of web with the end of a broom.
I got down and carefully unwound the sticky spiderweb coating that had gotten wound around the bird.
The hummingbird seemed to weigh precisely nothing. As gently as possible I held it and walked outside. Its tiny heartbeat felt like a vibration against my hands. Out at the curb, I lifted and opened my hands. The little creature stood for one second, then flew up and away into the sky.