Location, Location, Location

Last year some robins made their nest on the privacy section of my deck. They were very tasty, but one managed to get away.

This year there are new occupants, some doves. Doves are very... stupid. I'm guessing that's why the bird realtor sold them on this fabulous 1 story nest right above the jaws of three very hungry huskies. Mrs. Dove sits and glares at the human woman, and us when we're out there. She isn't very pleased with having a light turned on in the night when we go out. You would think that the dove family would realize they've been had and find a new spot, but like I said, doves are apparently stupid.

We're hoping for a lot of eggs, because eggs hatch to be snacks, and snacks that actually run around like squeeky toys, so not only are we getting a snack, but a fun toy for a few miliseconds. They really need to make baby birds a bit more durable because the fun ends too quickly. Its a sure sign of spring when soon little treats will fall from the sky.

Tashi, my gorgeous and talented half sister, caught a baby squirrel and ate it before her human woman could get it away from her. That's another sign of spring right there. The conquest of the baby eatables.

I think we all need to start an official tally of the things we get to eat in the spring. I think that perhaps when I'm the queen of the world, that spring will be a special time, one where we all dine on little baby things. We can have a big festival and stuff. Of course we can't eat ALL of the baby things, because then there won't be any baby things for the next year's festival, but we can probably eat a lot.

Meeshka
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