But last night for some reason, one chick did not make the stair way up. He peeped and called for help , but mom was deaf to his pleas and roosted in her tree. When I picked him up, he was shivering uncontrollably, so I held him in my hands and warmed him up. After he stopped shivering, I tried to put him in a branch of the tree, but by then it was dark and he did not move. Mom did not cluck to call him either, so he had no idea of where to go. So, then I got a ladder and put him beside his mother, where he happily snuggled under her wing and fell silent, glad to be warm and comforted. What a bad mommy!