When my family moved into the new house, I developed a respiratory allergy. For months I was wheezing and could not even sleep in my own room. I quarantined my room, cleaned off the dust moths, but still I had this wicked allergy. I put two and two together, and I was allergic to the birds living in the shingles. My mom's solutions was to cut down the trees and close up the shingles; it worked and my allergy has slowly disappeared. Now these birds are making a second appearance, so my mom bought this really cool owl. Then I felt guilty because the baby bird was chirping away waiting for it's momma to come back. She was too scared to get near the owl and they were communicating how to feed the baby bird. She was hanging out on the telephone line for hours; I felt so guilty. Nevertheless, the baby bird is alive. The momma bird had enough courage and fed the baby bird. Next solution, move the nest?
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