After the find and capture, he ran and found us in the front yard. "Look at these cool rocks I found!" he said. Showing us his critter home, I quickly realized his rocks were NOT rocks, but eggs instead. I hurried Jackson back to the field and asked us where the nest was. However, Jack being Jack, couldn't remember where the nest was. After careful searching, we didn't find a nest, but instead a sad little bird that kept canvassing the area, sadly whistling. I knew that these eggs were probably its babies. For the next half hour or so, we tried to get the bird to come back to the eggs, but to no avail. She'd walk all around us, the critter house, and the eggs but couldn't quite ever seem to find them.
Her constant whistling soon drew the interest of a tom cat out from a neighboring yard. He was ready for a meal and the sad bird was oblivious. Knowing what was going to happen, Jackson and Alora tried to keep the cat away, but were both scratched on the face.
We never were able to reunite the bird with the eggs (Jackson even accidentally dropped one the next day, breaking it open to reveal a partially grown bird inside). The only good thing that happened was that Noah was able to capture some photographs for the school talent show he had decided to enter. The egg picture above the following pictures are his pictures that he will be entering.
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