6.20.15 We found a baby bird, dropped by a crow. Yeah, all ok. But here's how to figure out what to do.

     Dante and I were having an early morning stroll along the cool sidewalks of Hadley proper, when we watched a familiar scene, a crow racing off with a stolen baby bird in hand, besieged by a cloud of angry Robins. 
     The crow relinquished the fledgling, luckily over the median grass, and fled, pelted and attacked on all sides.
     So over we went , to find the baby, and they were easy to pick up, in shock and all.
     Home we brought them, then found this handy dandy flow chart to help you figure out what to do with a baby bird. 
     Wings ok? Check . Legs? Yup. Picked up the now squawking baby, brought them back, rang a doorbell , got no answer, so deposited them on a tree branch for those passionate protective Robins to find.