Mauri and her friend Caitlin found a baby bird on the ground today. They were very concerned about what to do about it. No mother in sight. No nest in sight. Just a helpless little baby bird.
(And, come to think of it, it looks just like the bird in Are You My Mother?)
Caitlin wondered if we could just let him live with Buddy and Tweety. I don't know much about birds and their habitats, but I knew that that would not be a satisfactory solution.
Billy-my-hero helped them find a worm to feed to it.
Then the girls built it a nest out of grass. But the bird just didn't seem comfortable.
Then Billy-my-hero stepped in and grabbed an old, deserted nest from a tree in the front yard. He dumped out the decaying, unhatched egg still inside.
He helped the girls get it secured in a tree, ready for it's new occupant.
The girls named the bird Starling. Because he could be a starling... or he could be a robin (I think they felt the name Starling was more gender neutral.) He eventually settle down into the nest. He is not as attractive as Buddy and Tweety, but he is well loved.
("What?" those girls asked, "You don't think he's cute?" Outrage. "They are all equal!")
I guess they plan to keep him (or is it a her?) fed until he can fly.
Hmmmmm.... I hope he makes it.
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