“Stop tickling me.” “Don’t move, I’m picking the bugs off you.”
“Hey, big sis, what is that lady doing?”
“Don’t look, I gotta pee.”
“What is that big silver thing flying up there? That is one big bird.”
“I need a stretch and a yawn.”
” I need to climb over this branch.”
“Who put this branch here?”
“Almost!”
“Bye, bye, lady.”
It was a sad sight when I got the spoonbill nest at the Lowry Park Zoo. There were only 3 babies and last weekend there were 4. I knew it was going to be tough with 4 babies growing up on that small nest. One step too far and it’s into the gator exhibit for a little baby bird. At least the remaining three seemed to be doing well. They are growing up so fast. A week after I took these I had a friend who stopped by and the three were still there. It’s still going to be risky as they start flapping their wings and branching out. They still have a long way to go. The babies are so cute though. I’m going to try to get back there at least once more before they fly the coup.
