Have you ever had anyone give you the "hairy eyeball"? You know...that look that involves a stare down with a squint? The one that says: "Back off buddy!" Purse the lips along with it and you have a good idea of what I mean. I have a basket with flowers that hangs on a hook over my front storm door. Well, it has a tenant. A Mrs. Robin Red Breast to be exact. It's quite the homestead. It looks like it was built with cement and maybe sporting a lower level! The problem with that is, it makes using the front door impossible....not without getting the "hairy eyeball" from her. Let me show you:
Opening the door makes Momma bird super upset. Her language is not fit for little ones! (If I spoke "Robin" I'm sure I would be blushing!) She's loud and will also resort to dive bombing if necessary. Just getting this shot had her hopping mad!