Wednesday, July 8, 2009

Leaving the Nest

Today, Rudy came across a little bird (a wren?) who had apparently fallen into our garden wagon while attempting to fly. Flying down is easy. Flying up... not so easy.

The poor little thing was so scared. We put all the cats and dogs up and waited. Hours later -still there. It was getting late. We could keep all our babies indoors, but there are plenty of scary predators lurking around at night.

Rudy attempted to put him in a hanging basket up higher in the tree, but he wasn't going for that at all. Plus, the moma and daddy birds didn't like the idea at all. They were dive bombing Rudy like crazy. We just had to hope for the best.

Rudy continued to check on it through the evening. Somewhere in that process he found another one on the ground. Oh dear.

The next morning, the wagon was empty. It had moved to the ground and was hiding in the grass. Oh dear. Rudy and I had to go to work. All the cats and dogs would be kept inside. Before we left, we saw one of the birds had flown away. The original, slower learner was still hiding. When we came home, it too had flown off. We could hear the happy family in the tree above.

And they all lived happily ever after.
The End


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