I hesitate to call them “my” critters, but the mourning dove couple whose nest I hosted on our balcony twice before is back for round three. They raised but a single chick in the past, on our utility shelf. This time I tried to discourage them from nesting there (for reasons), but they out-maneuvered me. So now I’ve got this going on.
You’d be surprised how menacing a small-ish bird can be when you’re JUST TRYING TO GET SOME DAMN SAGE.
