See the babies?
First spring windstorm comes and nest blows out. Repeat each year. Well this time instead of unhatched eggs falling and shattering on the ground below, these two baby birds were nestled in the mulch below the tree, not far from the toppled nest. Chad thought they were dead. I went out and investigated and they were indeed, breathing, yet heavily.
Chad, being the gruff, big game hunter, *insert Tim Allen grunt here* type-of-guy that he is, asked "Well should I put them back?" Ummm...don't they say once you touch the babies, the momma normally doesn't want anything to do with them? I consulted the mighty Google king on his answer. Turns out, Frank from Ohio says that's an old wives tale. So I armed Chad with medical gloves and he ventured out to the great blue yonder. I watched intently from inside while the momma bird kept swooping around him (I would have ran off screaming like a little girl, for sure). He placed the nest back in the tree, then individually put each bird back in the nest. Lastly, he took a small rope and secured that sucker to the branches. Note picture below.
It wasn't 30 seconds later the momma was back feeding her babies. Apparently it is an old wives tale. I assumed it was our "giving back" to nature since just last week Chad found Holly "playing" with a dead baby bunny. The circle of life.
I'll try to keep you updated on Oscar & Ruby's progress. Have a great Memorial Day weekend all. :)
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