Oh, Birdie
I arrived home this afternoon to find a baby left upon my doorstep. Literally, I walked out my front door to find a fledgling (according to our wildlife center) sitting on the concrete patio. He has feathers (colorful little wren, therefore a male), so I'm told by the expert that it's time for him to leave the nest. They advised me to pick him up (yes, you can touch them, she says) and put him under a bush for protection. Done. I'll check on him throughout the week...which is the timeframe for this make it or break it time of his life. I'm pulling for him...shall we name him??