My Baby

This is my baby bird. Yes, MY baby bird. And its even cuter in real life.
He became my little pet when he tumbled out of his nest and crashed onto my driveway. I almost ran over him because he was so teeny-tiny I thought he was a rock. Upon getting out of my car and further examination i found that he was just a little ball of feathers. I fell in love with him.
Zack was kind enough to move him into my grass using a dust pan. Now he is big enough to move, he is a little hopper. In fact, he is currently he is hopping behind my window begging his mommy to feed him.
Exibit A: The begging.....look hard.

Then she does. The picture below was about 2 seconds too late of her feeding him. Then she flew away. I might be obsessed with this little bird to the point of weirdness. Nobody else would grow this attached to a bird. But heck, it gives me something to smile about every day, so I am ok with it.