Our backyard is turning into the wild kingdom. The rabbits are playing leap frog, the bully starlings are puffing their chests out at one another, sunny gold finches have found our feeder. And the other morning I noticed this.
So, this robin was sitting in my pansy planter, on my table, in the middle of our deck. We had caught this robin making a nest in our daughter's playhouse on the deck and removed it since we assumed the bird would start dive-bombing the child whenever she went out to play.
But this bird was bound and determined to build her nest on our deck. In the middle of the deck. Even with our big black lab lounging around, snuffing out bunnies and squirrels. She spent the entire day building in my planter and I just didn't have the heart to move it.
The following day was beautiful and the dog spent much of it outside. I noticed Mama Robin was missing and thought the dog had scared her off. Maybe she's a crazy robin, building nests all over the place, I mean, something must be wrong with her to build one in the middle of our table.
Today I found this:
The proud parents are patrolling the yard, fighting off those starlings and sitting on their eggs. They aren't attacking us when we go out, I'm hoping we can still use the grill which is off to one side, but it will be standing room only for 30 days while we wait.
