It appeared that there were three birds but it may have just been two. They just look like little fleshy blobs so I couldn’t tell. From the look here.. they’re pretty hot and tired.
(poor little babies!)
Here’s where we get distracted! I’m working on sheetrock inside and Richie comes in screaming about the baby bird who fell out of the nest. This was the second one that fell. I have to assume they were trying to fly and didn’t get too far. (laughing) They got wings and feathers so fast I could hardly believe it!
I want nature to take it’s course but honestly I was worried that a large bird (hawk) or something else might get the little guy and I couldn’t just leave him there. So what would you do? Of course you would….
I put on a pair of gloves and picked that little baby up and put him back in his nest.
When I reached down to get him he just opened his little beak and chirped at me like I was there to give him dinner. It was too much! So cute.
A bird in the hand is worth ….. What? Two in a bush, for sure. Good luck little baby.
Back in your nest you go.
His mother was yelling at me. She was waiting for me to put him down, as she sat up in the tree above with a nice juicy worm for him. She was such a good mommy. I watched her work so hard over the days to feed them and protect them.
I’m thinking about taking the nest down… I don’t think I can take raising another family and watching them leave. I’m having “empty nest syndrome”. (laughing)
