Every day Baby practices flying. Mom and Dad coach and encourage him. Two days ago, Baby was stuck in the bushes and called for help with his pterodactyl sounding chirp . His parents came flying over, but stood on the fence watching for predators as Baby tried to work it out for himself.
Due to his hard work, Baby was able to fly up to the top of the fence yesterday. Mom sat next to him on the fence. Dad stood at the very top of a nearby roof, calling for Baby to join him. Baby was nervous and didn’t have confidence. But Mom gently nudged him. Finally, Baby gathered enough courage to attempt the feat. He made it half-way up the roof but couldn’t get to the very top where Dad was. Mom arrived right behind Baby and pressured him to walk up the roof to get to the top. Baby screeched and screeched. He didn’t want to walk up the steep roof, but he did. Once he reached the top, Mom and Dad flew to a nearby tree and signaled for Baby to join them. Baby was up higher than ever before and terrified. There was a lot of loud talk between the family members. At last, Baby spread his wings and glided to the tree. He made it! A milestone.
Today, Baby is in his own backyard again. The family is resting right now. They have a nice nest in the rain gutter and a sprawling maple tree provides the nest with shade and cover. Baby is hopping from one limb to another with his Mom. Dad found a nut and has it on the ground, trying to crack the nut with his beak. Maybe he’ll bring it back for Baby’s breakfast.
This would have all gone unnoticed were it not for the quarantine. A small, sweet silver lining. Well, maybe a small, sweet blue lining.