Short Flight
This one came close to making it.
I suppose when they fall from trees, soft underbrush is enough to cushion baby birds' first landings. But, there's no such fortune for restless ones in the soffit above my garage. I hate finding injured and dead chicks on my concrete driveway. Sometimes, they've sprouted pin feathers, but not nearly enough for flight.
In the middle of my garage today was this little one. It was limping and squawking loudly for its mother. There wasn't a thing I could do for the mite-infested little dude except tell him how adorable he was and congratulate it on living a short miraculous life.
Stephen: He can make it. You just to start eating insects and regurgitating them into the little fella's mouth until he is able to survivr on his own!
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