Audrey was up on her new shelf seconds after the dog left today. It was a little surprise for her as they spent the morning in the bedroom while Forrest joined us in the mouse-house. Audrey doesn't like Forrest and takes offence to his 100 lb. body lying on her stuff. She hisses at him which gets him too excited for my liking. Better safe than sorry.
"He is the bane of my existence."
"He is the bane of my existence."
A few close-ups of my Easter cabinet decor
For the diddles.
*red alert*
A cardinal came by for slim-pickings early this morning.
As bad as I felt, I intentionally left the feeders empty after seeing one of these in my maple tree just after sun-rise.
(source)
A Cooper's Hawk
He started out hidden in the tree and then eventually landed on the top of a feeder.
Gah! I'm just going to say it.
I hate them with a passion.
When they come around my feeders I go into protective mode
and panic for my birds.
I know others who will watch and be entertained by them. They say it's fascinating to witness a bird that has come to their feeder for food be taken off by one of these predators.
***WHAT?***
kinda sick...don't you think?
To me, it's a nightmare because I really care about each and every little bird that tries to grab a meal on a cold winter's day here.
And yes, the hawk must eat but "not on my watch, buddy."
So, it was late in the day before I filled the feeders again.
I had not seen the hawk for hours.
Within seconds the birds arrived fussing over their spot.
I will be looking UP tomorrow again
before laying out the morning banquet.
"Go Away, Hawk. You do Not interest me in the least."
This drive-thru is closed.
hugs, Deb