The only way we can describe the case is that one of the birds in the nest, helpless as it is has mysteriously disappeared without any sign of struggle. Chances are, it never got to spread it's wings and fly away like what it's remaining sibling might do in the near future.
I am immensely saddened by this. It's like having your one and only sibling being kidnapped or dead. This is from the other bird's point of view. From my point of view it's like losing a niece or nephew (because I once jokingly said my parents looked out for the birds like they were their grandkids)
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Well now that's sad.
ReplyDeleteawww
ReplyDeleteThis happened to me, too - a whole nest of baby robins. Except I foudn tattered bits of the wings. I cried.
ReplyDeleteThat's too bad.
ReplyDeleteOh crap! I know how you feel. I once fought off a very persistent squirrel trying to make off with some baby birds in a nest in my house.
ReplyDeleteI'm so sorry to read this.
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Everyone: Thanks for the comments... and yeah, that was sad. The second bird disappeared on Saturday (I heard) It was having difficulty flying despite the mom forcing it to fly. It might have fallen onto the road, got hit by a car/bike, or eaten by cats or crows. Nevertheless, I do have a far-fetched hope that it managed to learn to fly overnight...
ReplyDeletesorry to hear that, terra :(
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