Sunday, I heard the most God-awful
commotion outside the window, so I took a look.
Isabelle was climbing the tea rose bush. A
pair of Thrashers have nested in the top, where a dove usually nests.
One fledgling had jumped out of the nest, and I think another was about
to make the leap.
The parents were giving Izzy hell. I reached in the rose
and snatched her off the branch, and put her inside the house. I was
looking around, and spotted the fledge trying to look like a pile of
Kathy was washing a window nearby, so she brought the ladder
and we put the chick back in the nest. I went to get the camera, after
the action was over. I think the fledge I put back was pretty near able
to fly; hope so, Isabelle can be very determined
Mom and Pop quieted down, but they still kept an eye on me.