A better bird ending

You can probably tell I like birds...

That cedar waxwing entry was a sad one. Here's a heroic one to make up for that...

My husband walks to work a lot. Since spring he's often seen a robin strutting along, trying to get him (my husband) to follow him (the robin), away from his babies and mate supposedly, like he would any potential enemy getting too close to his sanctuary...

My husband's never actually seen where the nest is though...

Anyway, the other day my husband had an update for me as we're driving to his work picnic. He was walking along this same area, when all of a sudden he sees this cat pounce on a robin.

At this point my husband stops talking, momentarily distracted by traffic. (What little we have here in Wyoming.) One shouldn't just throw out a statement like that (to a birdlover) and leave a girl hanging, in agony I admit, waiting for him to say something like "no worries, I dove for the cat (in my nice work pants and everything) and the bird got away just fine."

(Men aren't as good at multitasking as women are. I'm sure I could have finished the story while gracefully, and safely, getting us through that intersection.)

Back to the story...

So then he tells me (we're safely through the intersection) that out of nowhere comes another robin (he assumes it's the male of course) who swoops down and pecks fearlessly at the cat, giving his mate the chance she needed to fly away to safety. Where he soon joins her. (What a heroic robin.)

End of story.

Isn't that a great ending?

So I conclude that the robin bird is one of the bravest creatures I know of. And very family oriented...

p.s. we saw a healthy cedar waxwing this morning at the park, and a northern flicker...