The Little Brat found this precious little bird outside last night....it seems her nest was thrown from the tree during the storm that blew though the day prior...she was laying among cracked eggs, and I wouldn't be surprised if she was in one of them when they fell! We did our best to play the part of mommy, and give her the food and resting place she needed....but sometimes even our best efforts fall short...We opted to tell the Little Brat she flew away...not that we are opposed to teaching her about the reality of life and death...living on a farm, we've had several furry and scaly friends come and go in her time....She took her responsibility to this baby birdie to heart, and a little deeper than the norm though....loved her like her own baby....never let her out of her sight.....fed her, poked her, and sang her songs....it just wouldn't be right to break her heart like that....as far as she's concerned, the baby birdie is back up in that tree with her mommy....the end.Happy Trails,
Leah
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So sorry the baby bird didn't make it. I don't think I could have told my daughter anything different than what you told yours. She will figure out the harsh realities of life soon enough.
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