The mockingbird chicks have fledged

With the windows open, the background calls of Tshick tshick tshick by the parents patrolling the yard is rising and falling as the adults fly around.  Louie-cat proudly brought one of the fledgelings to me, Louie and the baby crying out together.  I retrieved the gift, propped it onto one of our tallest bushes, and it was gone when I checked on it a few minutes later.  When I was at the kitchen window fixing tea yesterday morning, the fox who lives next door darted across the grass to get to the water in the little fountain next to the house.  The adult mockingbird was in hot pursuit, pecking at its back.  It looks like a lot of work to raise a family of chicks.