What to do if you find a baby bird

June 20, 2013 • 3:36 pm

by Matthew Cobb

Summer has officially begun in the northern hemisphere (you could have fooled me), so many of our birds will have finished rearing their young, but you still might find a baby bird on the ground.

This handy cut-out-and-keep piece of advice from birdandmoon.com tells you what to do:

h/t HPS_Vanessa

While we’re about it, here’s another piece of bird lore from birdandmoon – while evolution is most certainly true, it can also suck:

 

 

 

 

9 thoughts on “What to do if you find a baby bird”

  1. Our Baltimore Orioles left the nest today. I was worried what I’d do if one of them fell out. The nest is one of those hanging basket affairs, out on the thinnest twigs of an oak branch 30 feet up.

    Last years nest hung on through Sandy when thousands of trees blew down.

  3. I love the second cartoon with the little horses running away saying “neigh”.

  5. We have already seen fledgling finches out hopping around. Wow, they must have gotten started early — when the snow was still falling!

  6. Hahaha I did not see the dromeosaur coming. I thought it was just a serious guide on what to do with a baby bird.

    My family used to have a pair of lovebirds. Our dog (which we still have) is part terrier and therefore has strong hunting instincts toward any kind of small animal. She clearly wanted at the birds, but we trained her well, so she would always stop when told and she never harmed the birds. Eventually she must have generalized “don’t eat the birds” to “don’t eat birds”, because one time she found a baby bird on the ground, but just sniffed it instead of nomming it, which she had ample time to do. Instead my mother put the bird back in its nest. Apparently training can overcome instinct!

    1. All our dogs over the years have been brought up around small animals and birds, and all have mastered their prey instinct response. It’s very helpful in that I can call them off of anything they find, which is often sick wildlife.

      We once had a budgie that liked to play with our Labrador’s tail.

      I get a little tired of those who let their dogs kill indiscriminately and claim it is inevitable.

      (Now if only one could train cats out of it…)

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