Last week Gracie and I were out in the back yard and she spied a teeny, tiny baby bird sitting in the grass. As she ran to get a closer look at the bird, Miss Alice and her bad self followed Gracie and started to sniff at the bird. Well that poor little bird tried its hardest to fly away from the beast. He ran a little and then fluttered a little and finally ended up in our pool.
Gracie immediately jumped into the pool and rescued what had to be a very distraught little bird. I, of course, ran and grabbed my camera and put the beast inside. We weren't sure what to do with the baby bird because he had obviously just left his nest and didn't know how to fly.
Gracie put him back down in the grass and all of the sudden the momma bird started chirping and flew down next to her baby and they pecked their little beaks together. Then the momma bird proceeded to teach her baby how to fly. She would walk a little and then fly a little very low to the ground and the baby followed.
Gracie and I continued to watch from a distance as the baby spread his wings and began to fly a little bit further each time. It was truly and amazing thing to witness.
