Well, the last baby bird Charlie attacked, or tried to attack, lived. It can't fly though.
There were three birdies in all. One died Monday, and one fell out but survived on Tuesday. We didn't put him** back in the nest because we didn't know exactly how the Mama and Daddy bird would react, so my mom has been trying to take care of it, aka keep Charlie away from it. After talking to Joe we all decided to just try to put him back in the nest anyway.
Mom put him up there, and literally, 45 seconds later he fell out again, with his brother. So now there are two baby birds, that can't fly, just chillin on the back porch.
Yall, they are so cute. Seriously, ridiculously cute, but it is creating a serious problem with Charlie. We can't just let her out. We also are not sure if the birds are ever going to fly. With that being said, obviously me and my mom are both already attached, and can't just let nature run it's course, so we're going to allow ourselves to be inconvenienced a little longer. Mark my words, if they die, tears will be shed by me and my mom.
**I'm assuming they are both males because obviously, only men would jump out of nest thinking they can fly when they really can't.
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