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Mother Instinct It was rather startling. I was just strolling along the trail, enjoying the greenery when to my left there was an explosion of feathers and noise. After flinching, I watched a small brownish bird, no bigger than a child's fist, fly directly down the trail in front of me, and land, all the while screeching and squawking. After it landed, it flopped about helplessly, continuing i…