Some bird dropped her nest right in my yard and flew the coop.
Or maybe the baby birds were ready to go and they tossed out their nest when they left.
So which is it?
I’ve got to go find them and ask them.
But I’ve got a dilemma.
Did they fly that way?
Or did they fly over there?
Posted by Bongo on October 18, 2014 in Bongo, dogs, humor
Tags: bird nest, nest, Pets, yard
October 18, 2014 at 12:39 pm
Bongo, try your nose…you find it out which way they went…I’ll keep my eyes open in case they flew my…this direction. Pawkisses for a Happy Weekend 🙂 ❤
October 19, 2014 at 11:13 pm
Little Binky, I might need your help if they flew up in a tree.
October 18, 2014 at 12:47 pm
One flew over the Cuckoo, s nest I have seen the film
October 19, 2014 at 11:14 pm
Patrecia, I think that was way before my time – but my person remembers it.
October 18, 2014 at 12:57 pm
A little bird has lost its home
it flew off and went to Rome
it went to see Acropolis but he was not there
he looked in all the treetops but where? But where?
so it turned due south to visit another bird
and since then, I, m afraid I have not heard
About the poor wee bird who left his home
and dropped his nest in Bongo, s garden
And left it all alone…ahhhhh
October 19, 2014 at 11:15 pm
Patrecia, thanks for the awesome poem. Maybe Acropolis will show up and find that bird.
October 18, 2014 at 1:35 pm
At least the babies are gone. It would’ve been sad if the birds went down. Yikes.
Love and licks,
October 19, 2014 at 11:16 pm
That’s true Cupcake. Sometimes I find broken eggs in my yard because a bigger bird raided a nest – but not this time.
October 18, 2014 at 2:10 pm
well Bongo shame they did not drop something else it is good snacking you have to lick it but still tasty
October 19, 2014 at 11:17 pm
Fredrieka, you’re right. Those birds should have left me some treats for using my yard. I’d better find them for sure.
October 19, 2014 at 5:15 am
I strongly hope that the baby birds were ready to go…..*keeping my paws crossed*
Kevin, me too. My person says sometimes heavy winds blow nests out of trees. But this time of year the babies were probably not babies any more.
Susan C. Willett
October 20, 2014 at 4:20 am
I bet it was blown down by the wind, like you said. The babies are all growed up by now, and probably left.
Wags (and purrs) from Life with Dogs and Cats.
October 21, 2014 at 9:48 pm
Those babies must have flown the coop. Otherwise they’d be hopping all around my yard.
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