The Baby Bird
A week ago we found a baby bird in the front yard. This is what he looked like.
We didn't think he would survive, so we took him inside. I wrote about this on my Huffington Post blog and received lots of responses and advice.
Most people thought it was a good idea to keep him and we did.
It turns out we have been able to feed him and he is alive and growing every day.
But it is hard work. We have to feed him ever half hour with a puree of dog food . . . and then he's happy. Actually he is most happy when we hold him in a tight little bundle in our hands.
This is what he looks like now.
And by the way, I don't need an alarm clock anymore. Every morning at 6:30 he wakes us up with his pleading for breakfast.