My daughter Jessica hollered for me to come quick and to bring my camera. I grabbed the camera and ran downstairs, and out the door where she stood. In her hand was a little bird she found.
“What should we do?”“I’m not sure."
We tried to figure out where and how it fell out of its nest. I thought once you touched animals in the wild, then the mother/father wouldn’t have anything to do with them. I’m not sure if that’s true or not, but I didn’t want to say anything to Jessica and make her feel bad. She petted the little bird as if she were the mother.
As she held it, the little bird jumped out of her hand and tried to fly, bobbing up and down like a tiny airplane making an emergency landing. It landed near a rock.
Jessica ran inside and looked on the Internet on what to do. It said if the bird tries to fly out of your hand, leave it be and the mother will come rescue it. Guess what I thought wasn’t true. I told Jessica that we should go inside as the mother is not going to come out with us hovering over the little birdie. We went inside and hoped for the best.The next morning I saw some larger birds dance around where the little bird had been and I hoped they weren’t conducting a funeral. Later I went out and didn’t see any sign of a little bird, dead or alive. I figured the mother rescued her baby and everyone lived happily ever after.
That is a good ending, I hope. When I was little, a bird feel out of the nest in the front of my Grandma's house. I brought it inside, and Grandma told me that it would die and we could make a tasty soup out of it. That made me mad. I think that we put it back outside after that. Later, though, my Dad kept a grown bird that could no longer fly in a hamster cage on top of the fridge (his height) and enjoyed visiting with it very much. It lived a long time.
ReplyDeleteKathy M.
Poor little fella. He must have been so scared. I'm with you--think positive.
ReplyDeleteSweet picture and sweet ending. I too want to believe that the baby was rescued and lived happily ever after!
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