Meet Hilda

Hilda is our new pet Mourning Dove. She is married to Henry, a very good husband who takes his turn sitting on their egg at night. Mark, and his darn hanging baskets that look like bird's nests, has attracted this little family to our front patio. At first we thought Hilda was just some crazy bird that liked looking in our front window. The thought occurred to me that she was making a home. Mark checked the planter one day and, sure enough, there was an egg sitting as happy as could be right in the middle of the flowers. At first we were concerned that Hilda was a poor mother with a drinking problem. She would disappear every evening at 6:30 and leave the egg to fend for itself. Then we realize that Henry would show up to take over babysitting duties. That's not to say the Hilda isn't out at the bars but at least she is responsible enough to make sure child care is provided. I'm not really a bird lover but I hope this drama unfolds happily and the family flies away into the sunset. I'll keep you posted.