Baby Mo

Shortly after buying our new house a mother bird also moved in and made a nest. It wasn't long before two baby birds hatched. The boys named them Mo and Jo. Then one day to our surprise Brandon saw one of the birds fly from the house to the fence to only be attacked by a cat waiting below. According to Brandon all he could see was a puff of feathers in the air.

We were convinced it was the mother bird or one of the babies that made a bad judgement in landing. Soon after a bird was back at the nest. We all thought it was the other baby bird that was now too petrified to leave the nest after seeing one of its family members turned into lunch. The bird never leaves the nest!!

This weekend while doing yard work we tried to get the bird to fly off so we can take the nest down. (Even though it wasn't make a mess, because its wasn't eating according to B) Brandon tried poking it with the end of the broom. It ruffled its feathers and cooed a bit but wouldn't budge. So I, with my genius ideas, got the water hose and turned it on the jet mode and gave the bird a good spray. Sure enough after flapping around with fear and flying into the window it did leave. Brandon got the ladder and proceeded to take the nest down. Only when he got up there we were surprised to find this...

Yes, that is a baby bird. A very baby bird. No wonder the bird wasn't leaving it was protecting her baby. Man, did we feel terrible after that.  Luckily the mom returned later that afternoon. Needless to say we have left the nest alone. The boys have now named this baby Mo #2.