I know. I KNOW. But, I couldn't help myself.
I mean, look at the little guy.
During a recent trip to Springfield, Illinois, I discovered this sweet baby complaining from his perch on a fence rail.
While momma bird swooped and chirped, this toddler let the humans gathering around him know how unhappy he was.
Lucky for this little bird, his home was in a tree near Abraham Lincoln's historic Springfield house, where park rangers were in charge of his destiny.
Within minutes, through careful manipulation with a tree branch (no human touch), he was lifted back to the tree from where he fell.
Momma bird greeted him with a firm lecture.
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