Nest Watch 2009: Dreaming About Tiny Rotisserie Chickens

Day Three, and all five of the babies are accounted for! Mom went out to check on them today. Junior Wings in the middle is the leader of the nest. Mom tapped on the side of the pot (to wake up momma bird so she wouldn't fly out in her face while she was at the top of the ladder). Junior streeeetched up his leel newborn noggin and cheeped the tiniest, softest of cheeps. Cheeeep. (Sung in very soft middle C).

During my nap later, I kept drifting in and out of sleep. I just couldn't stop dreaming about teeny tiny rotisserie chickens. I'm usually great at dream interpretations, but this one has me stumped!

Hope everyone had a great day today!

Love,

Lucy