I happened to find a few strange babies in our basement, but when my grandfather told me what they were, I was speechless.

We spent the next hour making the corner safer without disturbing the nest. Grandpa brought a shallow cardboard box, clean hay, and a water bowl, placing them nearby—but not too close. I called a local animal welfare organization; they kindly explained what to look out for and how we should…

oftly, as if we were in a room full of sleeping children.

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