Yesterday, the bird box was full of exciting and also demanding twitter, from the family of blue tits. We could hear the parents calling for them to depart but they took several hours to do it. We sat and watched patiently. However, although managing to catch a sight of one thinking about it, we missed the exit. The box was made by DS when he was in cubs, needs a new lid soon:
After all the babies had left the nest, I found two stuck between some netting near the water butts so picked them up and put them into the neighbours rose bush where the parents were. They found them, fed them and off they went.
All afternoon though, I heard cheeping from one individual but couldn't find it. The sound grew quieter and more intermittent. About 6pm I finally found it collaped, hiding under some greenery. I picked it up and kept it in my hands to warm it. There were by now, no parents around and I think they had left it, probably the runt as it was half the size of the others.
I think leaving the nest had almost been too much for it, it didn't even want to feed. Anyway, after about 10 minutes in my hands, it was a bit more upbeat but couldn't stand up so I put it into a small box with some nesting material and took it back outside, putting it near where I found it.
A couple of hours later it was dead. I actually felt quite sad, nature knew better but I like to feel I gave it a bit of love and warmth in its last few hours of life:(