Well, the baby bird fell into the basket of old blankets I'd put beneath it... I used an old sock and picked it up and put it back in the nest next to the funky egg. The mama just sat right there the whole time and didn't do anything to me. If they push Baby out again there must be something wrong with it and Ill let nature take its course.
UPDATE: I walked out a while ago, and the mama was sitting on the baby again and I was thrilled. But when I took the dog out, the baby was outside the mama, and the poor thing looked like it was trying to burrow under the mama's wing. Really sad.
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