The poor little guy doesn’t have feathers yet…just fuzz. And his eyes aren’t open either! And literally when he was sitting there he was not much bigger than a quarter. We found the little finch nest in our hedge right above where he was on the ground and could see at least two of his siblings. One of whom was perched precariously on the edge of the nest! We figure he either got a little too close to the edge of the nest (like his sibling was in danger of doing!), or the mommy bird helped him out because the nest was too crowded. But, always trying to see the best in people—or birds—I chose to assume the former and not the latter, LOL!! So, my husband put on gloves so we wouldn’t contaminate the little guy, and gently put him back where he belonged.
Mind you—the entire time we were even close to him the parents were perched near by and telling us off. I really did try to persuade them we meant their child no harm and were simply trying to get him back home safely!

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