We figured out why the robin birds are hating lil' Choop. Today when Linda let me out to sun on the deck, the big boy robin once again sat on the railing scolding me for just lying still. We went down the stairs to investigate, and sure enough... there is a nest right under the deck boards. So when I walk on the deck, my body is inches from the nest right under me. If you look through the cracks, you can see the nest. The broken winged bird is not in our backyard anymore. I swear I did not do it. He was injured when I got to him. Now I have to be super careful that a bird does not poke my eyes out.
