Poor Little Thing




I could hear it crying. It can't fly. I think it's mother is around but if it can't fly something's going to eat it. It can't take care of itself.
If it doesn't learn to fly soon I'm going to have to cage it for the night. It seems to like me.
It's all alone and won't stop crying. :(

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