13. ...and then there were nine.

Some sad news to report...

Due to my lax watch over the chicks as I was busy making their summer quarters, they were left unattended. The bird dog picked up one and it didn't survive the experience.

We said a few solemn words, gave her a respectful burial in a beautiful turquoise box, and planted some ferns at the newly created burial site.

R.I.P. Toaster!
You will be missed!