280 days of Urbpandemonium #65
This adorable little dope was flitting around the yard in a panic. My old half deaf half blind dog Charlie was oblivious, but the bird was aware of me and was trying to escape. I went inside for a while so it could sort itself out. The next day we heard three of these things begging their parents for food, in the neighbors trees and bushes that overhang our yard.
If they are robust and fortunate, these Baltimore oriole Icterus galbula* chicks will spend the winter down in the neotropics somewhere. Bright orange and black males and yellower females probably look more in place at the edges of rainforests and coffee plantations than they do in the suburbs.
* "Small jaundiced bird"