“Oh my!” exclaimed Beatrice Bee, seeing a nest with three baby robins at the top of a very tall balsam poplar tree. “Baby robins! They are so cute and so fluffy.”
Beatrice Bee landed on the side of the nest. She didn’t see any parents around so she figured she was safe.
“You got any worms for us?” asked one of the baby robins.
“No,” said Beatrice. “I don’t.”
“We are hungry,” said the second baby robin.
“I’m sorry,” said Beatrice. “I can’t help you?”
“Where is our mother?” asked the third baby.
“I don’t know where she is,” said Beatrice.
“Why are you here?” asked the first baby robin.
“I saw your nest when I was flying around Storyland. “I thought you were cute and fuzzy.”
“What are you doing in my nest?” Beatrice heard someone screaming from above her. “Are you trying to hurt my babies?”
“No,” said Beatrice. “My name is Beatrice Bee. I saw your nest and thought your babies were cute and fuzzy.”
“My name is Mrs. Robin,” said Mrs. Robin. “I am sorry for yelling at you. I am very protective of my babies. I don’t want anything to happen to them.”
“I can understand that,” said Beatrice.
Mrs. Robin fed her babies while talking to Beatrice.
“They sure are hungry,” said Beatrice.
“Oh yes,” said Mrs. Robin. “They sure are. As soon as I finish feeding them, I will have to go find them more food.”
“Looks like you have a full time job,” said Beatrice.
“Yes,” laughed Mrs. Robin. “It is a full time job but I love it very much.”
Beatrice had a great time with Mrs. Robin and her three babies.
“Please come back again,” said Mrs. Robin, when Beatrice told Mrs. Robin that she had to leave.
“I will,” said Beatrice.
“That would be great,” said Mrs. Robin.
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