My personal war against local cats is stepping up as the great tits fly backwards and forwards from our nesting box in the garden feeding their chicks.
I had a good view of one of the adults yesterday as it chose to fly in through the open conservatory door and then spent several minutes flying into the glass.
Once it had dazed itself I was able to throw a tea towel over it and send it on its way. Feeding is back to normal now.
A friend gave me a niger seed feeder and now we have goldfinches in the garden regularly. So cute.
My son reminds me that the teat is the most common owl in Britain. He deserves shooting for that.
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