So. last month my friend tells me they found a baby bird in their backyard. They'd found her before she could die under the hot sun (it was like 115 F at the time). Baby was actually eating, and reacted quickly to being fed by people.
|Peepers July 13th|
So I brought her home, and the old man and I spent the next month fostering little baby Peepers. Grackles are adorable, awesome birds, and to have a sweet little peep monster around was great. I did find out that grackles aren't actually corvids, though they act a lot like them. She ate well, and a LOT.
Because I was working, my fiance did most of the feeding and raising. He ended up being Peepers little mommy.
|Peepers after 10 days with us|
Yesterday, we took her to the big park in the city. Has a huge grackle population, a duck pond, and people constantly feeding the birds. No cats, lots of space, and a good place to be a bird.
She was scared as hell at first, and panicked. She even forgot we were her foster parents for a moment. Once she calmed down, she came right back to us. Kept getting on us and hiding, though she was intrigued by the others of her own kind. Peepers hadn't really seen another bird in a month.
After some time, Peepers started relaxing, started exploring. She went and talked to the others, and she liked it. She was nervous but happy. She finally flew a distance away, and was walking with other grackles. We started slipping away then, and just kept moving father and farther. She watched us, but she stayed where she was, and finally started playing with the grackles.
|Bai Bai Peepers|