Saturday

[nightdog_barks]

Peeked in this morning and ... the nest is empty. Empty as in the chick and the other eggs are gone. And by gone, I mean not there, disappeared, like they were never there.

So. I have no idea what happened. A quick Google turned up some info that sometimes male wrens will destroy their own eggs. We had a thundershower move through at about 1 a.m., but otherwise there was nothing unusual.

I'm not heartbroken; I do wonder what happened but will probably never know.
ETA that the general consensus is that a night predator, possibly a rat or a possum, robbed the nest. It's still possible, however, that the parents may try to reuse it. Yes, I'll be an optimist. *g*

Bright sun and a bit cooler at 69 degrees. Otherwise not much yet. Started reading Hallelujah Junction, the autobiography of the American composer John Adams, last night.

And thus endeth the wren saga. Won't touch the nest in case someone else wants to use it.

Comments

[nightdog-barks.livejournal.com]

LOL! I think the largest snake I've ever encountered was a rat snake, years and years ago. They can get pretty big.

And I too have been sorely tempted by rocking chairs, on more than one occasion. *g*

[pwcorgigirl.livejournal.com]

If I'd had more cash on me, I would have bought this one. It's a high-backed wood glider rocker with an ottoman. The condition was somewhat beat-up, but nothing I couldn't have fixed by sewing new cushions and rubbing some fresh stain over the wood finish. Maybe next time. :D

[nightdog-barks.livejournal.com]

Oh, I love gliders! We don't really have room for a nice rocking chair right now, but if Mr. N is ever able to actually retire I'd like for us to move and get rid of a lot of stuff. I'd get a rocking chair then.

[pwcorgigirl.livejournal.com]

I like gliders because they take up so little space and there's no chance of squishing a dog or kitty paw under a rocker. And the mister likes to nap in chairs, so high-backs are always a plus.

[perspi.livejournal.com]

OH, yes, I ADORE my glider chair that we bought just before Z was born. ADORE. IT.

(of course, I sat in every single chair available at the baby/kids store we went to when we were shopping for chairs. I was exhausted by the time we were done, but I've always been happy with the purchase!)