Sweet Baby Bird

This morning I noticed a baby bird in BJ's pen. I immediately hollered for Luke...who took the dogs and put them in other pens. We got Gingers Cage (our guinea pig that went to heaven) out of the attic. I was teary eyed at first when I saw it- makes me miss her. Anyhow, we rangled the bird and put it in the cage. At first, I just wanted to wait for the Momma, but didn't see any signs of a Mockingbird Mom, nor did I hear any signs. Plus, if we left it in the yard, it would have ended back up in the pens and gotten eaten- or eaten by the neighbors cat. This is probably the best thing for the little guy- being raised by me.

This isn't the first time I've had to help raise a baby bird- we used to do this a lot when we lived in Shiloh....only those were Starlings- and my PaPa really did NOT like those birds...but he helped feed them anyhow. I think we'll release him at PineCrest Cemetery. There are neighborhood cats here and he wouldn't survive- and I don't think the people at PineCrest would care! LOL!

I'm going to try NOT to name him- although I think Henry fits him. We raised a Harvey when I was a teenager. You could call his name and he would chirp at you from the trees- and even tried to land on a few neighbors- eventually he went back into the wild.

So Henry or no Henry, I'll do my best with what the Lord has given me. Sweet little birdy!