On returning home we found a little bird on our doorstep. We could see the nest it fell from but it was too high for us to put it back up there.

We tried to feed it bugs and soggy cheerios but it didn't want any. But it drunk from a straw Lucie filled with water. We left it near the tree in a shoe box covered with a warm rag, hoping that mama bird would find a way to get it back in the nest. And sure enough, in the morning, no bird! We heard a lot of peeping at dawn that was probably the mama bird performing the rescue operation.