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The Bluebird Saga Continues…

First we had eggs (be sure to click on the pic to go to the larger sized shadowboxed version for each one of these):

5 Bluebird Eggs

All of those eggs were duds, so those disappeared, then we had five more eggs. Won’t post another pic, since the second batch of eggs looked just like the first. 😀

The second batch of eggs finally hatched, about 15 days after the fifth egg was laid:

"Feed Me, Seymore!" :D

I swear, baby birds are probably the only critters in the animal kingdom that are just plain ugly when they’re babies. Most other baby animals you see them and go “Oh, they’re JUSTSOCUUUUUTE!” but not baby birds, they’re always these scrawny little things.

Once Big Mouth there realized that we weren’t Mama, he hunkered down like his nestmates and played possum until we put the nest back in the box.

Checked on them a couple of days ago to see how they were progressing:

Birdies, looking slightly more birdlike.

Still pretty scrawny, but at least they’ve got some feathers now and look a little more like real birds. Should have heard them as we were coming up on the nest, five little constant peeps and chirps, until we opened the door to the birdhouse, then it was like someone flipped a switch and turned them off. Pretty funny.

But today we had some birdie anxiety. Two of the babies made a break out of the nest this afternoon. I guess parent birds force the issue by not bringing them food for a day or so to force them to leave the nest, and today was the day. Unfortunately, there are a lot of outdoor neighborhood cats, so since the little guys were still too young to fly, we were a bit concerned that they were sitting ducks – or in this case, bluebirds – until they were able to flutter along the ground to get under the cover of the bushes in the yard.

Of all days for me to have sent my camcorder in for repairs, grumble. I’ve got a great Nikon that does a fantastic job with pics and clips, but since I’ve been using the camcorder for most of the last year, the battery was dead. Neither of my 2 PDAs with cameras were charged, either, and I’m sitting here going “With all these early generation cameras I’ve got in the house, I’ve got NOTHING that I can capture the birds leaving the nest?!?!”

Fortunately found my old cheap Visioneer in a drawer, discovered that it didn’t require a memory stick since it had some internal memory built in, and all it needed was a pair of AA batteries, and it was good to go. So was able to go outside and snap a few pictures in between getting eaten alive by the mosquitoes (7 bites on one leg, 5 on the other; they don’t itch too badly yet, but I know they will in a couple of days). Since I hadn’t used the camera in a while (I didn’t have the drivers for the camera loaded on this PC, so it had to have been at least 7 years, when I still had my old computer, since I last used this one), took me about 45 minutes to figure out how to get the pics off the camera memory. Now I know why I bought a new camera to replace this one; it didn’t take very good pictures. But at least I got ONE that came out okay.

RIP Birdie! :(

Kinda sad though, this little guy actually didn’t make it. :( Don’t know if he got hurt when he dropped from the nest, or what happened, but he never made it into the bushes to hide. I saw a big ole blackbird pecking away at something and as soon as it fluttered, I knew it was the baby bird. I got there to chase the blackbird away, and knew the little guy was done for the way he was lying on his back. Didn’t want to just leave him there for the blackbird or a cat to come back and finish off, and I figured I couldn’t hurt him anymore now, so got a shovel and a dustpan to move him to the bushes myself. By the time I got back to him, he was already a goner. :(

A second birdie had dropped out of the nest while I was out there shooting that earlier pic, don’t know how HE fared, and unless anyone left the nest after dark tonight, there should be 3 more birdies leaving it tomorrow at some point. Hope they have better luck.

Whoda thunk that putting up a bluebird house could be so stressful? Oy.

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The Bluebird Saga Continues…

by Karen Cusimano time to read: 3 min
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