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[box_life]

One spring while I was living with my parents, a pair of birds, some sort of sparrows, made a nest in the wreath hanging on the front door. The outside door was glass and the wreath hung by a large suction cup. The inner door was wood with a small window at eye level. We thought about removing the nest. We couldn't go out the front door without

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[museseatbrains]

Awww, I'm hoping for your baby birds! A few were born around here that their mamas found they weren't good and she tossed them away. Our friend tried to care for them, but they died by the next morning. Now there's an enormous nest of doves in the yard, and we're hoping it's a family full of lovelies. ♥

[malfunkshon]

That's the kind of thing that would upset me for days and I'd be feeling guilty for not managing to save them, just like you :-/