Fort Nest

yesterday evening toddie and i found three lonely birdies. actually, there were four, but mabel got to them first. i found miles in the rhodie bush watching over one little guy. this is when we scooped up the cats and threw them all inside the house while we figured out what to do. i immediately wanted to keep this little one...i brought him down to fort nest on a stick and put him gently into a nest i found in the yard last summer. he cried and cried, so i found a worm and squashed it up. he opened his little beak, happily, and ate his snack. todd went inside to research the best thing to do. sadly, the best thing apparently is to return the bird as close to their nest as possible and hope the mama hears his call. so, as we were looking for the birdie's home we followed the call of another birdie. as we got closer, we realized it was not the nest, but another orphaned baby...and another. oh poor little ones! as all of this was unfolding, my first little friend and i were becoming fond of each other. he hopped into my hand and perched on my finger. he had little tufts of feathers on his head that reminded me of mabel. alas, it was hard, but toddie and i knew we had to return them all to the front yard together. afterwards, we heard the whistle of an older bird as we listened from inside the house...we can only hope mama bird has found them and is taking gentle care not to lose them again. we hope.