The Little One and I were walking TNG and we found a fallen bird's nest and brought it home.
My mom was one of those mothers who would never let us touch found bird feather, for fear of lice. I'm better about it, but I always insist on rinsing any bird feathers brought into the house in alcohol.
The bird's nest did not come into the house, but stayed on the front porch until The Little One could take it to school.
I'm kind of fascinated that the birds used one of those plastic fasteners in their construction.