Who, in spite us humans who were constantly coming and going and scaring her out of her nest and into the neighboring trees,
Then around ten days ago my camera captured this:
But now we had to worry about our cat and two other cats whom our cat had obviously befriended, as they were often sitting on our front porch near our cat. I think perhaps our cat had invited them over with the promise of a nice birdie dinner.
The cats must have known that around two weeks after they've hatched, if the baby birds won't leave on their own the mama bird will nudge them out of the nest. Sometimes the young birds can't spread their wings and fly on the first try and they fall to the ground.
And so we worried about this happening probably as much as our cat hoped it would. But what could we do? Fish gotta swim and birds gotta fly, but if a bird can't fly then a cat's gotta do what a cat's gotta do. We decided to let nature take its course. But we kept an eye on the cat and on the area under the flowerpot for signs of a little fallen bird. Just as we'd been pulling for their mother, we wanted those baby birds to make it.
Four days ago I stood on the chair again with my camera over the flowerpot and snapped this:
*The beautiful mosaic around the edge of the nest is birdie doo. I'd never thought to wonder about where birds go potty while they're in their nest, did you? But now we all know! 8)