Not for the weak of heart.
Saturday morning while I was reading the paper on the deck with Lolli and Roy under foot, a robin was going berzerk, flying from tree to garage and back. I spotted a baby robin perched in the lattice work.
Roy was transfixed by mama robin when Lolli finaly spotted the baby. (Needless to say, this isn’t going to be pretty so for those of you who are squeamish, it’s time to look away.) Lolli is the stalker, but Roy is more aggressive.
Lolli spooked the baby into the yard and Roy did the deed.
Aren’t they cute?
