Despite having to hatch out and feed a gigantic Cowbird, the Wrens had three successful fledglings. Yay! After the Cowbird fledged, the baby Wrens looked very malnourished and weak, they finally fledged a week later. They had to make up for lost time since the Cowbird was hogging all the food. The runt, which I nicknamed "Pee-Wee" was the size of a cotton ball.
|Baby Wren sitting on the fence|
I still see them around the yard while the mother is feeding them. The father has full responsibility for feeding the Cowbird. He is probably wondering what he got himself into. Ha!