Every year the robins build a nest on the publicist's outside light.
Every year the robins have babies.
Every year the robins fly around looking for icky bugs to feed their babies.
This year I have PROOF!
This is either the mommy robin or the daddy robin.
I am a goat not a robin identifier.
He or she would land on the mini-mountain every morning and just sit and look around before it flew up to the nest.
It would look left.
It would look right.
I think it knew it was being stalked by the paparazzi!
I hope the two baby robins enjoyed that disgusting worm.
Being a vegetarian goat I do not eat icky worms.
The mommy and daddy robin were very good parents.
I will say that.
Both babies flew the nest yesterday.
Another good year in the robin world at the Farm.