And then there were three.
All hatched and made it out into the big world ok, but something has happened and one little one got pushed out of the nest, so now we are down to 3 very, very ugly baby birds.
The weather has been cold and wet, so we have been actually taking a big wide berth to get to the coop so that the robin will stay on the nest... as suggested by my bulldog type A personality husband.
(He's a bigger softy than he lets on).
Daddy Robin finally showed up, and he looks like he's been in a bar fight.
And lost.
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