On Thursday morning he found a baby robin on the driveway down to the barn, most likely from a nest in the middle pasture's big fir tree. I must admit my heart sank when I saw it, knowing the investment of time and emotion it would take yet unable to turn my back on it. Fortunately Brian was eager for the challenge, and got to work setting up a nest box, digging worms to feed it . . . and naming it Robin Hood.
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| Open wide! |
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| Crop full of worms, it's time for a nap |
Robin Hood is eating well and looking strong and healthy, but it will be awhile before s/he is ready to release. Not only must s/he be able to fly, s/he must also be able to forage for food on its own. Here's praying we can help Robin Hood make that transition successfully!
That's it for now from . . .
4 comments:
At least the baby is well feathered and eating well. That makes a positive outcome so much more likely, as long as Brian stays committed to the process. Fingers crossed!
What a nice surprise houseguest to have! Good luck with the baby Robin. I've never had much luck with baby birds or rabbits. Kudos to Brian for taking this wee project on.
How good of Brian to take care of this bird. I hope all progresses well.
This is a fledgeling that fell out of the nest. If you can find the nest, put it at the base of the tree/bush - the parents will feed it. If you can find the nest, put it back. It's hard to keep a young bird alive, even at that stage. It will not learn to forage by itself. Sorry to be a wet blanket...
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