Foster Care Rocks
old blue old yellow
last pair again no chicks hatch
foster parents work
This refers to a successful non-extinction story. Back in the 70's our black
robin population was down to 7, then the last breeding pair left. Named old blue, yellow after their leg tags. Each breeding season there were eggs but
no chicks hatched. Finally a conservation worker had the idea to foster the eggs to another species. With awesome success. There are now at least 250,
in the black robin population now.
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