Looks like a Great Blue Heron!
My wife normally sleeps downstairs to keep an eye on him. When I come downstairs in the middle of the night to check on things I have to dodge towels covering throw up. I also have to be on the look out for poop.
But then later in the day he’s still a kitten getting into mischief.
Today I turned my back for a second while emptying the wash machine and he just jumped in. He did not want to come out so I left him there.
By the way, this thing is the best.
I’ve setup a 20 gallon tank for a community setup. I’ve added six glowlight tetras for now. I’ll add a few more and probably a small gourami as my centerpiece fish. But for now I want these guys get use to their new home and get more plants for them to hide in since they like to shoal but not school.
Is that an egg on the brick?
It’s an egg. I don’t know if it rolled out a nest or something.
Edit—My wife put the egg back in the nest.
There was another one already there. The pigeon flew off, but then returned moments later to sit on 2 eggs.
Sing a song of sixpence,
A pocket full of rye.
Four and twenty blackbirds
Baked in a pie.
When the pie was opened,
The birds began to sing.
Wasn’t that a dainty (or dandy) dish
To set before the king?
The king was in his counting house,
Counting out his money.
The queen was in the parlour,
Eating bread and honey.
The maid was in the garden,
Hanging out the clothes,
When down came a blackbird
And pecked off her nose.[1]
They sent for the king’s doctor,
Who sewed it on again.
He sewed it on so neatly,
The seam was never seen.[1]
or:
There was such a commotion,
That little Jenny wren
Flew down into the garden,
And put it back again.[1]
This is Baillie, most of you have met him before:
I can reveal now my background in advanced chemistry.
For years I, along with my talented team, have been working on an invisibility spray.
We have managed thus far to keep it out of the hands of the Defense industries.
But the result, I believe, speaks for itself.
I know many out there are against any form of animal testing, but Baillie, I can assure you, was unharmed in this experiment.
Here is a picture from a mere ten seconds later, after the spray was applied:
I think you’ll agree I could be onto something here.
Now, where’s that bloody dog?
Hopefully not playing with Dandelo or the Cheshire Cat:
Not the kind of animal you want to see in your bathroom sink.
ETA, it’s brown recluse (Loxosceles reclusa), a venomous spider of central & south USA, easily identified by the fiddle-shaped mark on the back of its head.
Uh oh, are the eggs on the floor?
No eggs yet. Under construction
Robins: