Several years ago a robin built a nest on our back porch (in the space just above the supports and under the roof.
Iy was the best Cat TV EVER! Maggie and Midnight were riveted to the window looking out onto the porch, staring for hours and making the “frustrated noise”. (Saying, in Feline. “I could GET those birds! I Could! I Could! If only this STUFF weren’t in the way!”)
That was tears ago, and there have been no new nests. Until now.
Another robin has built a nest there. Both Maggie and Midnight have passed on, but our almost-two-year-old kitten, Hestia, has taken up the slack. The window’s gone, too, since we rebuilt the kitchen. But she’s up there on a stool at the door, staring at the bird for HOURS on end, occasionally standing up and seeing if the screen’s still there (Yup! Damn!) and meowing at us to Please, PLEASE let her have the pretty bird.
I really have to get a photo site. Hestia looks so hopeful and pathetic.
Kickass, Cal! I have a robins’ nest on top of my door right now(!), and I take it as a compliment from the local wildlife. I hafta be extra careful when I come and go, though.
We have a woodpecker that keeps the kids amused for hours on end. I think they all wish they had thumbs so they could work doorknobs and go out there and smack it around a little.
We have a dove family living atop our drainpipe where it drops from the gutter and juts over to the side of the house beneath the eaves – a Momma, a Poppa and two kids.
I’d thought we had an owl about as I don’t speak bird and had confused the cooing with hooting. Somehow or other the cooing is reflected by the house so it sounds as though the cooing comes from a copse of evergreens immediately across the driveway. I just noticed them a day or two ago.
This probably 'splains why the dog, spaz and retard (Mugsy, Rider and Banjo – MrsChief’s feline chillun) fight to position themselves in the dining room window.
I am so cruel! I love to watch my cat in torment like this. I throw handfuls of peanuts onto our deck just outside the sliding glass doors. This brings in all sorts of bluejays and chipmunks. The cat ends up nearly plastered to the glass like the old Far Side cartoon!
