HouCuseChickie
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I've really been trying to keep up with all of this, but that "I don't wanna workout" has been surfacing again. Sunday was a similar walk and workout to Saturday. Yesterday, I dragged myself out of bed for my standard gym stuff and even walked about 2.5 miles after dinner. I dragged myself to it again today, and will hopefully walk later, but I think I'm going to need a nap if this is going to happen today.
We've also been helping a bird since Saturday. Shortly before bed, my younger one called me out because she found a baby bird. We had recently found robin egg shells in the yard, and our yard is filled with robins, cardinals and blue jays...among other things. I didn't know what to do, but I didn't want the dogs to hurt it, so I scooped it up and put it in a shoe box with some leaves. It kept asking to be fed, but I was fresh out of worms and it didn't like the seeds and fruit we had. I even tried to feed it a beetle that I found on the ground...since those are also supposedly part of their diet. I read that it's a fledgling and that the parents are probably still around. So, I followed the instructions and found it a safe spot inside the bottom of the hibiscus...probably good since the barred owls are back. Here's the little guy on night 1.
We didn't see it on Sunday, so we hoped for the best. Yesterday, the kids called me out midday because he was along the side of the yard, just hopping around and still asking to be fed. My husband mowed the lawn later on and didn't see it, so we feared the worst, but shortly after...he was back...and this time, mom...dad...some other neighboring robins, and even a couple of cardinals that are apparently nest sharing, started squawking and dive bombing near me. Voodoo was out, saw the bird and charged. She didn't appear to hurt it, but she got her mouth on it. So, I had to put myself between Voo and the bird. It was at this point that all of the adult birds left me alone.
Today, the adults were screeching again, but no sign of the fledgling on my first trip out. Same thing happened on my second trip outside, and when I turned around to go in, there he was...sitting on our grill...right where I had the shoe box on that first night. He let me approach him and even asked for food. It then occurred to me...if he's up on the top of the grill...he's learning how to fly! I went in to get my camera, but he'd flown to the fence. He still let me approach to get his picture.
We've also been helping a bird since Saturday. Shortly before bed, my younger one called me out because she found a baby bird. We had recently found robin egg shells in the yard, and our yard is filled with robins, cardinals and blue jays...among other things. I didn't know what to do, but I didn't want the dogs to hurt it, so I scooped it up and put it in a shoe box with some leaves. It kept asking to be fed, but I was fresh out of worms and it didn't like the seeds and fruit we had. I even tried to feed it a beetle that I found on the ground...since those are also supposedly part of their diet. I read that it's a fledgling and that the parents are probably still around. So, I followed the instructions and found it a safe spot inside the bottom of the hibiscus...probably good since the barred owls are back. Here's the little guy on night 1.
We didn't see it on Sunday, so we hoped for the best. Yesterday, the kids called me out midday because he was along the side of the yard, just hopping around and still asking to be fed. My husband mowed the lawn later on and didn't see it, so we feared the worst, but shortly after...he was back...and this time, mom...dad...some other neighboring robins, and even a couple of cardinals that are apparently nest sharing, started squawking and dive bombing near me. Voodoo was out, saw the bird and charged. She didn't appear to hurt it, but she got her mouth on it. So, I had to put myself between Voo and the bird. It was at this point that all of the adult birds left me alone.
Today, the adults were screeching again, but no sign of the fledgling on my first trip out. Same thing happened on my second trip outside, and when I turned around to go in, there he was...sitting on our grill...right where I had the shoe box on that first night. He let me approach him and even asked for food. It then occurred to me...if he's up on the top of the grill...he's learning how to fly! I went in to get my camera, but he'd flown to the fence. He still let me approach to get his picture.