A Rescue Mission: Saving a Baby Bird from a Snake Attack

And I went over and picked it up.
And I looked up. My snake was in there killing the nest while we didn’t.
I killed the snake but couldn’t get him back in the nest.
So what are you gonna feed it?
Oh buddy, he’s done got feathers.
He’ll eat whatever. What kind of bird is he?
I don’t know. What do I need to do?
Help me out. I.
You expert. Shit,
I just found him. I don’t want him to die.
Don’t be dumb.
Don’t be mean to him. He just watched all of his brothers and sisters
get massacred by a 2 bit snake.
He’s cute. Look at him.
Look at. And he’s chill as fuck.
Dude, I pick.
Help me woman. I need help.
Look at him. Come on.
But it’s not a falcon or owl or nothing cool.
But hey, it’s a start.
It’s a start.
Leave me alone. Help me!
This is my favorite thing ever.
He likes me. He likes me. He likes me so much.
Alright, you ready?
Oh, come here.