Baby Robin’s Regimen

My mother says I have to learn to preen and groom myself. She’s sitting up in the walnut tree, watching for danger while I fix up my feathers.

I’ll start with my throat and shoulders.

Then the right armpit …

and the left armpit.

Looks like that one needs a better job done on it. I think I broke out in a sweat when that crow flew over. Better give myself an extra preening there.

What are you looking at? Can’t a bird have any privacy?

Oh, I see! You think I made that mess on the fence rail? I have no idea how that got there.

Just check that shoulder again.

Now this one is really tricky. You have to be able to bend a lot. No problem for me!

One last good stretch to help my wing muscles grow,

and I’ll be soaring with the falcons. Well, maybe not the falcons, but soon I’ll be able to keep up with mom and dad.

Here I go!

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37 thoughts on “Baby Robin’s Regimen

    1. wordsfromanneli Post author

      This was one of the very few who survived the daily maraudings of the crows (so far, at least). They don’t stand much of a chance here. The crows know where to find easy pickings. But I enjoyed watching this little fellow. Far too trusting for his own good though.

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  1. Val

    Skinny little chap, isn’t he (or she)? Do they get fatter? I’m waiting for the first of our (British) robin babies to show themselves. They’re very different from yours. 🙂

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  2. Marsha

    Natural Photos are appreciated; the dialogue is so fun to hear what the robin is probably thinking. Just finished”The Art of Racing in the Rain”. Dog dialogue – heartwarming! You could have written this excellent book my friend.

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