This little guy (or gal) Starling fell from it's nest in the eve of the roof near our door. We watched over him the whole day thinking he would eventually fly away. But all this baby wanted was to get back in that nest. He tried climbing up the screen on the porch, he tried climbing and jumping from the Shepperd's hook below the nest and out of despiration he even tried my daughters head ! That evening, tired of watching the struggle I popped him on the end of my mop and standing on tiptoes hoisted him back home to the hole in the eve where he stayed with his nest mates for Two more days, then they all flew away.
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