I was doing what I do best on Sundays-reading a book on the patio-when I heard some squawking from the vicinity of an Alberta Spruce about 10 feet from the chaise on which I was reclining. I glanced over and there were two robins making a rather determined effort to take down a chipmunk, who only saved himself by running in my direction and taking refuge, at least initially, under the chaise.
The robins retreated to the branches of a nearby tree, looking for all the world like they hadn’t forgotten or forgiven whatever transgression the chipmunk had committed.
The only thing that occurred to me as a reason for this little drama is a possible theft, attempted or successful, of the robins’ eggs, but I’ve never heard of that sort of thing before. Any bird experts out there?
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