Today after work I left one of our garage doors open for a little while, and two little gray catbird fledglings found their way into the garage! The poor things were panicking and didn't seem to understand how to get out. We opened the other door in hopes that they would have more space to exit, but they just kept flitting around high above the garage doors and bumping into the ceiling or perching on the tops of the doors and cables.
After a while, they seemed to be getting exhausted and came down to perch on the bar of the weight bench.
Now that they were lower to the ground, I was hopeful they'd be able to see the light from the open doors more easily and realize the way out. We could hear their mama calling for them outside in the yard, and eventually that helped one of them figure out the direction he needed to go to leave.
The one who escaped first kept calling to the one who stayed, and they called back and forth for a while. If you've ever heard a catbird call (it sounds like some kind of grumpy cat outburst), try to imagine how cute a baby one sounds. It's adorable!
Once he was alone, the poor little left-behind bird was getting frustrated and started flying up into the ceiling again. When I took the photo below, I didn't realize that he was already missing feathers on his head from the first few times he had flown into the the ceiling (which has a rough surface). When he came back down again, he had a few drops of blood on his head and I was getting really worried about him.
But he made it out! I was so relieved to see these little birdies get back where they needed to be.
Interesting to think that one day they'll look like this.
And now I've learned my lesson: No more leaving the garage door open! :)