Clutch-2

I figured these 3 young ones are at least 7 days old. I didn't bother to look into the nest box earlier because I'm paranoid - and I do not wish to be upset and having to bury any one of them.
I was shocked to find that they had some tiny feathers and 'straws ends' jutting out of their mid-wing section. I am glad though because it means they have been alive for more than a day or so - giving me hope that they will survive.
Out of the three, one is considerably smaller, perhaps the runty one - from my experience, I need to watch that one, to make sure he's being fed by his parents. If not, I would have to make the painful decision to pull him out from the nest box earlier than the rest and hand-feed him.
In any case, this is the first picture of the 3.
My love for having cats, dogs, birds, fish, whatever around me is never because it's fashionable or my need for company. I just find them so amazing in that they respond to us, our state of mind and they are so tolerant of our moods.