Robert

Last couple weeks I rescused a baby bird from my dog's attacking (I named him Robert eventhough I didn't know if it's a he or she). I nursed him as best as I could as he was injured pretty bad. His lower beak was broken and torn. That gave him a hard time in eating. I fed him with worms and insects just like his parents would. On the next day, I noticed that his parents were looking for him and finally spotted him at where I placed him. I saw them trying to feed him with worms but Robert didn't open his mouth which I assumed that he couldn't. I didn't cage him so he was free to fly away with his parents anytime he wanted. Surprisingly, he didn't leave. Maybe it's because he wasn't strong enough yet. I continued nursing him for a few days and then came that day when he finally followed his parents and flew away. I am happy that he got to be with his parents in the end but I just can't help missing him badly. Even though it's just a few days that I was with Robert, I feel that he was a part of my life already. Hope you'll grow up and live a freedom life with happiness.