Now There are Three

Not long after I posted up the most recent pictures of the baby robins, I heard a loud commotion and cacaphony of shrieks and angry twitters around the nesting tree.

I got out to the porch in time to see the Mama and Papa Robin chasing a small mob of sparrows away from the nest.  When things calmed down (which took several long minutes) there were only three babies in the nest and no sight of the other one down below. 

Did he fly away?  Is he lying beneath the lilies planted under the tree with a broken neck?  Is he hiding somewhere in the bushes?  I have no idea.  I keep looking for him but to no avail.

Sniff.

Marlin Perkins told me there would be days like this. . . 

Comments

[Lisa Johnson]

So sad, but maybe there's hope.

[Suzanne]

Sad.

I dread having bird nests near my home as my cats are too vigilant. When I see them starting to build a nest I run out there and fuss at them. "No, this is a bad idea! Flee!"

Yes, the kitties do wear bells, but that doesn't help the fledglings.

[eija]

Ouch. I always say that even Bambi is too much of a scary movie to me. Now your blog is becoming that too! Oh I don't want to think about it :(

Anyway, thanks for stopping by my new place (or one of them!) - great to see you there too :)

Oh, and some pile of jeans you have in your project blue -photo! (Your family must use an awful lot of them *grin*)