Tuesday, June 12, 2007

Bruno has left the building

Actually, just the nest--he's hanging out on the floor of the carport, feeling superior to his loser siblings who are still huddled up there in their crib. I'm sure they're relieved to see him go. They don't look too eager to see the world. I suspect Mama will have to cut back on the chow before they're ready to brave it. Meanwhile, I have to remember to park the car someplace else. (Sorry for the lack of pic--I've got Dave's camera, but can't load pics onto my Mac from it. Dave and his computer are airborne themselves, winging off to California.)

4 comments:

Arhianrad said...

I don't know WHY in the heck I should feel like I don't like Bruno...but then I've never been the biggest or the bravest of the bunch. Such is the danger of anthropomorphizing animals into mirrors of ourselves, I guess. I am wondering if he'll get his comeuppance. Not that I should--is there such a thing as premeditation among animals, anyway? I feel a certain amount of 'grr' at poor Bruno, and just the smallest amount of guilt at that.

Renee said...

I don't know if it's this way with phoebes, but my house finch mommy laid each of her eggs at least one day apart. It made a difference in their size and strength. First in the nest was the first out, and biggest. So maybe they'll all be Brunos.

BitterGrace said...

Oh, don't feel guilty, Juvy. I don't really like Bruno either. And he will get his. Everybody does.

chayaruchama said...

Natural order can't be beat...