Norris fed them bread, and one of them ate it right out of his hand. The next day we found them waiting on our front door mat. They've been seen at the neighbor's bird feeder, and are apparently looking for a place to nest. I'd love it if it would be right in our garden.
But there's one in this house who wouldn't be quite so receptive to the idea. So, as much as we'd love to have them stay, we have to encourage them to go elsewhere. Boomer is still king.
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