I had been watching this little fellow for 2 days and finally saw his mom feeding him. I cried with relief (yes, I really did) because I was fearful he didn't have his parents anymore (we have all kinds of bird-eaters here).
So I prayed for this beautiful little bird.
It meant a lot to me that I saw his mom feeding him.
And later, I saw him on a branch sitting beside his mom-her so big and protective, him-tiny and needing her so much.
I was also very glad that he was finally afraid of me. When I first started watching him, I got within 2 feet from him and could have gotten closer, but I knew it was not good to do that. Of course I did not touch him. I raised a baby robin so I knew just how difficult it was. After all, I'm not a bird. And I got very emotionally attached to that bird. I was helped all the way by a wildlife rehabber. I remember one frantic phone call to her-"This bird won't leave! He won't fly off on his own!" I cried. "Yes he will."
I miss him still, and that was 15 years ago.
So I got some good photos of this beautiful young robin just days ago. And I wanted to share them with you. Please Pin, save, print, make cards, paint from the photos, do whatever.
"Here's lookin' at you, kid..."