Hi Loz. I know you did the right thing putting that baby bird back.
Thought I'd share a baby bird story with you too.
I had the most amazing experience last summer... to me anyway. Three sparrows had fallen from the nest and were abandoned, so my husband (being the softy that he is) brought them in. They were barely living and didn't even have feathers yet. I thought, "OMG! What am I supposed to do with them!?!" So I read up on them and ended up raising them here in the house. I even helped teach them to fly. And no... it wasn't by example. lol.
I'd hold them up high and pull my hands down slowly and they'd start fluttering. Eventually they started taking off for a few clumsy seconds and then come right back to my hand or shoulder (or head, whatever they could grab onto in a pinch.)
I did release them before they became too attached so I'm sure I did it all right. Before they left though, they got pretty comfortable flying around the house and it was SO COOL! (With the exception of a bit of bird poop here & there. lol) At first it took a little while for them to completely leave home though. When I'd let them go, they would fly around the
trees a bit and then come back and land on my shoulder, or come right into the house and have a nap on one of my
plants for an hour here and there. They did that for about two weeks, but then one day they came home with a boyfriend. He stuck around if I stayed inside and ate some of my homemade birdbread with them for a few more days and then I started see less and less of them. I think he helped show them the ropes and they went back to their wild ways. Now I know why they refer to our kids as "leaving the nest". lol
I've been watching to see if they'll come back and see their 'mom' this year. What a sap, huh? lol. Anyway, that's my National Geographic moment. I was touched by your post and thought I'd share this.
Suzy