*g* You should have seen me when I spotted the chicks on the power line! I gasped and then I cheered and then I ran and got the camera and started snapping pictures and at one point I almost fell on my ass. (Looking at the sky while backing up on a crumbling driveway is not the best of ideas.)
Thank you! The Widder did most of the work. My cat Timmy helped, too -- right after the chicks hatched we had an unseasonal cold spell for a couple of nights, so I cut a big handful of hair off of him and covered the chicks with it. Widder Barnes later wove it into the nest lining.
He wasn't the culprit in that case; it was one of the outdoor kittehs. Timmy is very tolerant of wildlife (and he has hair to spare) -- here's some shots of him bonding with a possum:
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Bwah, ha, ha!
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