Posted by Nate Goldman
on Monday, April 20th 2020:
In Reply to: Groundhog Days posted by Barb on Monday, April 20th 2020:
One time in the early 1950's, there was a bird (it could have been a Robin), which built a nest in the tree in front of our home on Westminster Road, and Avenue H. Somehow, there were some one baby bird, which managed to get out of the nest, and was on the ground in front of our home. My Father was concerned, because there were stray cats in the area, who would not have thought twice about attacking the helpless baby bird. Therefore, he picked it up, and was going it in a safe area on our porch, away from the cats. All of a sudden, the Mother Robin saw what was occurring, and dived down and came at my Father. He got the hint and put the baby bird down, for the Robin to safely scoop up her offspring, and return it to the nest. I still remember seeing that bird, diving at my Dad.
Reference ID: BK96235
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