We’ve had a mourning dove nest by our front door for a few weeks now, and everytime I looked out, mom or dad was sitting there. But one day, I looked out, and neither was there. From where I was standing, I saw a small round something in the nest, which I thought was an egg. So I got my camera, held it high above my head, and hit the shutter. The “egg” got scared and tried to fly away…it wasn’t an egg, but a baby dove! And it couldn’t quite fly yet. So it kind of fell to the floor. And then tried to fly again and ended up down on the driveway. I felt so bad.
You should have seen me chasing that bird around my yard and the neighbor’s yard. I caught it several times, only to have it escape. Then the mom swooped down and stood right between me and the baby as I was trying to grab it again. Brave protective mama! But then she just walked around, making dove calls while the poor baby sat there on my driveway. So I went and picked it up one more time, and put it back in the nest. Next morning, both mom and dad were sitting up there with the baby perched on the edge of the nest. Later in the day, they were gone, but I heard the dove calls. I looked around, and found mom and baby sitting in a cherry tree next door:



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