>>>From: Liz the Squeak - PM
Date: 27 Jun 06 - 02:09 PM

If everyone stopped caring about silly baby mockingbirds, there'd be none left at all.<<<

Six months ago I would have considered that an optimnal outcome but Hopalong was very sweet and quite spunky. He was all chubby been being well fed by His parents on a diet of bugs, bumblebees and the fresh apples I left out for them. He had even grown tail feathers and was making small solo flights. His fatal error seemed to be in getting equally attached to me. he used to like to perch in a clear spot on the top of the Pyrocanthus right by my window where he would say "Weep Weep" to me and I'd talk back. His parents never thought our relationship was a good things and turns out they were right.

I suppose its some solace that Hopalongs injured cousin appears to have flown back to the front tree where his parents live. I never would have thought he'd recover. He has a nasty cat bite on his shoulder and had spent half the night lying in the front grass. He was sooo cold. maybe all he neded was a safe place to catch his breath. I refuse to name him lest the hawk get him too.