So one day I found this Quail nest...with six little speckled eggs in it.
but then only two of them hatched. But the mother Quail decided that she had better things to do than raise a couple of loud, hungry children, so she split.
...and then one little bird wandered off and got lost. and the other one proceeded to attempt suicide by bailing out of the nest. So I figured there were two possible endings to this story... 1. it starves to death on account of the unreliable mother 2. It jumps out, falls to its death, and is consumed by ants.
The depressed little bird with nothing to live for slowly made its way to the edge. I watched as it sat contemplating.
...and then, before I knew it, it had made up its mind, deciding that it wasn't much for starving to death. So it jumped. So, as it plunged to its death, I snatched that baby bird right out of the air with my cat like reflexes just as it was about to hit the pavement.
...but then I didn't have any way to keep it and raise it or make sure that it lived a long and happy life. So it died....
A rather depressing day for me. :(
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