Last spring birds built nests and had babies in the eaves of out back yard patio, and some of the babies fell or where pushed out of the nests. Shoveling up dead baby birds is not my favorite thing. Those same birds (or the next generation) keep trying to build nests in the same place, and Michael keeps knocking the nests down. Those are some persistent birds. My cats, who sit at the back window, are thrilled to watch the entire scene. Subconsciously, I must have been thinking about these goings on when I drew today's picture.
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