“Let’s see your tongue,” said the Doctor, but the poor bird was so sick he could hardly open his mouth and the Doctor was forced to take hold of his beak and help. Next the Doctor examined the bird’s eyes and felt his pulse.
“What has the patient been eating lately?” asked the Doctor.
“I have given him only the nicest and fattest bugs and worms I could find,” answered the mother.
“Madam,” said the Doctor, “your baby is a very sick boy, but I think I can save his life if you will follow my advice.”
“I’ll do anything to save my boy,” cried the poor mother.
“First,” said the Doctor, “the patient must not have much to eat. He will have to have a special diet, which the Teenie Weenie Cook will prepare for him. The patient must be kept dry at all costs,” continued the Doctor.
“I never leave the nest when it’s raining,” cried the mother bird, “and I keep him just as dry as can be.”
“You keep the rain off your child, no doubt,” said the Doctor, “but the nest gets wet and it must be kept dry too.”
The bird carried the Doctor back to the shoe house, where he soon made arrangements for taking care of the sick child.
The Teenie Weenies carried boards over to the tree and pulled them up to the nest with ropes and pulleys. They built a strong frame work over the nest and roofed it with card-board, which was given several coats of water proof paint.