I think I have to tell my favorite bird story.
I used to have a glorious organic garden, and I would work in it almost every day. One day, as I was turning a bed for the next crop, a Robin sat on the edge of another bed watching me. When I stepped back to take a break, he hopped over to where I'd been working, and pulled up a big worm.
I went back to work, and he continued to watch me. Occasionally I'd toss him a worm. After that, he'd show up whenever I'd work, for a free meal.
One day, I got started, and my buddy showed up. He called quietly, in that little warbling chortle that they do, and a female robin hopped out from behind the neighbor's fence. She spotted me, and became immediately agitated, but he chortled lightly, and she settled down, eyeing me warily.
I got to work, and tossed him a worm, which startled her. He gulped it down as she watched. Then I tossed a worm to her, startling her again, but less. She carefully approached the worm and ate. After that she settled down, and enjoyed her dinner
My Robin friend had gone out and got himself a date, and brought her to his favorite restaurant, where he's friends with the head chef. What a BALLER move!
