On the day I was going to fly to another state I stopped by my cousins' house and saw a dead baby bird on the floor in the yard. I heard chirping and looked up to see another baby bird. I was late for my flight so I put a bag with yard shavings under it. We buried its brother or sister before I left. My cousins later said it landed in the bag- they fed it with bread soaked in milk and let it go when it could fly, I think they said it was a sparrow.
And congratulations!!
And congratulations!!