sad song bird

I am a bit depressed. Yesterday, I was visiting the pool next door, just visiting friends. As I was leaving, I almost walked on a baby robin chick. I nearly freaked out! Actually, I did. I called the pool people over to see if they could help me with this poor, defenseless chick. They could not. In fact, one person probably made the situation worse. Katie picks up the chick and, for some unexplainable reason, places it in a terracotta pot. It was not an empty pot; It had a fig tree in it, so the bird wasn't at the bottom of some huge planter. Anyway...I think she thought that it was good to get the chick off the ground, and maybe it was. I don't know. Apparently, the chick parents didn't think so. They were flying overhead, chirping madly, and trying to poop on us. Yes really.

Anyway, I gathered myself. I carefully picked up the robin chick, and gave it a close inspection. From what I could see, it did not look injured. Hell, I am no veterinarian, I don't know for sure. It looked...intact and uninjured. I placed the baby chick back on the ground so the parents could see it, and hopefully feed it. I walked over to the neighbor's house because he has a DSL internet connection. I google animal rescue for Urbana, Illinois, and I gather some phone numbers. I called some of those numbers, and apparently, everything stops after 5pm. There was nothing those associations could do, or wanted to do. I would say I was away for about 45 minutes.

I walk back to Kevin's back yard, and the chick is gone! I am fairly certain no wild animals scavenged the still-living robin chick. I scoured the back yard, and it was not there. There were also no chick remains, so I am slightly hopeful the bird is still alive. I heard Katie relocated it again to a safer location in the back yard. I don't know for sure because I can't find the damn thing.

Anyway...nothing happens unless there are pictures. I took some pictures of the helpless robin chick yesterday. I really, really hope the bird is ok...somewhere.



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