Bye Bye, Birdie

Last week I found this very well-built bird nest, complete with bird sitting on eggs, in my neighbor's tree. I showed it to Sky and I think she saw it, but you can never really know. She definitely saw the tree, if nothing else. So at least I showed her nature.

Anyway, turns out my neighbor is anti-bird. The nest--eggs and all--is completely gone. Maybe she saw me standing on her lawn taking a picture of her tree and thought, "I'll have none of this!"

Or maybe she has an incubator and is hatching the eggs on her kitchen counter? I like this option over the dumped-in-trashcan alternative. And I much prefer it to the Saturday breakfast one.

All I know is this: if she brings me baked goods, I'm going to wonder what kind of eggs she used...