First thing that happened today with a baby bird

Like an hour after I woke up my mom said to start preparing ingredients to season the chicken, and while I’m peeling garlic she goes outside to the balcony of the building.

She calls me out of nowhere and tells me that there’s a dead baby bird and a living one. I kept asking about it and asked to go see it myself and try to hold it with a paper towel. She comes back into the apartment after I finished peeling and then I grabbed a paper towel, going on my merry way to see what the baby bird is like.

I get there and like, it’s in the far left corner with a bunch of bird waste and feathers, I did spot a squished bird a few feet away, and it lwk broke my heart. I tried walking towards the baby bird slowly while it eyed me silently. When I get within close proximity and squat down to get a closer look it starts panicking and trying to flap its wings or run away.

Eventually I do try to hold it with the paper towel and I notice some blood seeping through it from its right wing. It pooped itself twice in fear I think. I put it down and head back to my apartment. Me and my mom discuss about it and we both agree that I should get a small container of water to bring to it.

I do exactly that and try to see if it’s interested, try putting a few drops in its mouth, and then head back inside. 

I get back home and fight a wasp from our living room like a knight but that’s another story.

Now I’m heading back to check on it after the rain ended.