One Spring day in 2009 we heard a tiny cheep coming from the garage,and when we opened the garage door we realized an adorable baby bluejay had been trapped inside. As we tried to shoo it out we realized the momma jay was frantically flying overhead and calling for her baby,but took some time to get some pictures before getting the little guy outside. He couldn't fly very well (he flew into the front bumper of our car at one point),and we felt helpless as he awkwardly made his way across the street and into a neighbor's evergreen tree. The mommy bird seemed unsure what to do with him,and to this day we are unsure of the baby bird's fate. He sure was cute,though!
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