7 December 2011
We had a glimpse of Tiny Tim being fed high up in the tree. He is now completely a child of nature. It delighted us to see how he can follow his mother from branch to branch with short flights. Soon he will be leaving the relative safety of our yard and enter the suburban jungle where domestic cats lurk, hiding in shrubs and ready to pounce an anything that moves below, and the invading predator birds, just hovering above, looking for a fresh bird to feed to their own chicks.
I pray that the mother survives until Tiny Tim can feed himself. If she dies so will he.
We could hear Tiny Tim feeding all day. He survived another day.
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