I was awaken this morning by a very loud *CHIRP*.
When I usually hear birds being very noisy I always run to the window to make sure that my cat Caesar is not out there bothering them. This time, the chirping was way too loud to be outdoor. I sat up and looked at the dog-bed at the foot of my bed, praying Caesar didn’t bring me a “gift”.
And there they were: my dog Loki sitting like the Sphinx just looking at the baby robin like he was “his”.
I rushed to pick him up and went out to the front yard [where Loki could not bother him again] and placed him on the dogwood tree. Few moments later I went back outside to take these photos and mama robin swoop down to scare me away.
I went back inside reassured that his mom knew where he was.
I had a long talk with him afterward.
Today I am grateful forbirds.