The official goose family portrait is a prime example. Note the patient Momma, the protective Dad, and the cuddly baby.
This morning I checked on Mama Robin again and noticed something different. She was sitting a little higher in the nest than before. See how much fluffier her feathers are?
She flew off the nest when I unwittingly violated her personal birdy space, and revealed this:
It looked like a flamingo had, ahem, "hurled" in her nest. If ever there was a candidate for the "ugly as homemade sin" category, this surely must be it.
Bless its naked little fuzzy heart. I never, in all my born days(southern expression for a long period of time) would have expected that beautiful blue egg to produce something like this. Maybe the patience of a mother's love, lots of nutritious bugs, and a thigh master will turn her into Suzanne Somers.
Or not.You can yearbook yourself here.
