They fledged on Tuesday and I only knew this when I came face to face with one of their little grumpy beaked faces sat on the outer foot-ledge of the conservatory staring in at me as I read a book! Barry cries quietly at the door to go out and 'play' with these speedy little things but I've had a stern word with and told him "no". He understands "be nice" anyway as I said it to him various times when he was a much younger pup and took an interest in my shelled babies, Squirt and Lola. He now knows not to think about touching them and if you read my last post you'll know he's now scared of them anyway haha!
Anyway, the baby Blackbirds may have fledged but they're not the most intelligent of birds. I think three have now left the safety of our garden but one still remains and he seems to like exploring the whole garden. I've found him sat on the broom, sat on the tortoise's house, amongst the blackcurrant plant and perched on my rhubarb. Yesterday the little fiend must have run into the shed while I had the door open as I was cutting the grass. I put the mower away without knowing, but when I put the tortoises outside earlier I could hear a lot of tweeting and could see Mr Blackbird with a beak full of worms hopping around the shed roof. When I opened the shed door there was little baby blackbird sat on a box of lawn seed on the shed windowsill! So he spent a night in the shed, but I carefully caught him and put him back outside and told him to stay away from Jack when he sees the bird poop EVERYWHERE in the shed!
The parents are still busy feeding them but hopefully they'll successfully fly off very soon :-)
Em x
