A Survivor

My family has the unfortunate luck of killing birds.
Not intentionally. We have had many failed attempts at rescuing birds. The last two birds died at my hands. It really was sad. It was last Christmas when a storm passed through the islands. I went outside the next day and found two baby doves on the ground. I brought them in the house, hand fed them, and kept them warm. All for nought. They died several days later. But this morning, there was good news in the house. My mom has two pet birds which laid eggs. One must have hatched and produced this bird. It's actually quite big. My brother Dean said that its good we didn't know it hatched or we would have killed it, too.