So I was pulling weeds and flinging handfuls into the uncultivated chunk of garden under the trees, and I winged in a handful of chickweed and looked up just in time to see it land on top of this guy. (He is a Carolina Chickadee.)
I ran in and immediately excavated him. He was fine, but as he is a fledgling, still not a very good flier and couldn’t get out of the way. He sat and looked angrily at me while I took his photo. When I returned, he had scuttled off into the undergrowth.
(If you find a bird like this, eyes open and fully feathered, that is not injured, or not in immediate danger of being mauled by a cat or something, leave it alone. This is a normal stage of bird development and the parents are still feeding it while it wanders around and tests its wings. They know where it is.)
*teenagers*
Your grumpy baby dinosaur is adorable, though.
"Leave it alone! It's fine! It's normal!"
And quietly muttered,
"So help me, if that idiot doesn't put the damn bunny back where they found it..."
We have to move them up high - we have cats who don't need any encouragement to bring home little "gifts". They don't understand why their efforts at filling the larder is so not appreciated.
Thank you