Bird watching…

Sue Vincent's Daily Echo

My son’s garden is surrounded by trees and they are full of birds of every variety. It is a joy to watch them and listen to their constant song every day, but, at this time of year, we are always on tenterhooks, waiting to see what will happen. With nests in every tree and a nest in the bird box under the eaves, we can watch the first tentative sorties of the fledglings and see them grow and mature from scruffy juveniles to their full beauty… if they survive.

Last year, Boots, the cat that had moved in with my son, seemed set on personally decimating the avian population, and almost every morning brought the tragedy of small and mangled corpses on the carpet. Boots, however, seems to have chosen to move on to pastures new and calls in only to raid the food bowl occasionally. Meanwhile, a tom-cat known…

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