Some birds, not sure what sort of bird - could be swifts, could be swallows, built their nest near where I work. Five chicks hatched and have been shuffling around their nest in a very cute fashion ever since. Given what happened next they should have just kept still. Two of the chicks fell from the nest. I am not sure if they overstretched themselves or something more sinister was going on, and that their siblings pushed them. One chick survived the fall, very sadly the other chick didn't.
We named the survivor Sandy and sort of zoned off an area for him, so that he wouldn't be mown down by a passing car. There wasn't much else we could do for Sandy, we left him for the night under the watchful eye of his parents. Next morning Sandy was gone. We can only hope that he was rescued and taken somewhere safe, but I don't hold out much hope. Poor Sandy.
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