Yesterday I woke up to Robert calling "Amber Amber come quick." He had gone outside to water the flowers and found a baby bird that had fallen out of it's nest. It had not grown all of it's feathers yet. It was a wild little guy, flipping from it's front to it's back over and over. We decided the only thing to do was return it to it's home.
So Robert climbed the tree he found it under...and lo and behold 35-40 feet up he found it's nest. The baby bird had been silent the whole time he was on the ground but when Robert got him up by his nest he started chirping! And we heard the mother chirping as well. A happy reunion!
Yesterday I woke up to Robert calling "Amber Amber come quick." He had gone outside to water the flowers and found a baby bird that had fallen out of it's nest. It had not grown all of it's feathers yet. It was a wild little guy, flipping from it's front to it's back over and over. We decided the only thing to do was return it to it's home. 
So Robert climbed the tree he found it under...and lo and behold 35-40 feet up he found it's nest. The baby bird had been silent the whole time he was on the ground but when Robert got him up by his nest he started chirping! And we heard the mother chirping as well. A happy reunion!
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I heard one time that when you touch baby birds and put them back in their nest the mom doesnt come back, because she can smell you and so she never feeds the babies again. You should probably go take some worms to the baby birds just in case.
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