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About four or five weeks ago, a pair of doves decided to make a nest in one of our hanging plant pots. My mother, being the bird nerd that she is, took pictures inside the pot while they were both away. At the time the pictures showed that there was one egg in the pot. Not wanting to scare the parents away, she had to stop watering the plant, hence the dead leaves in the picture. Excited over the idea of getting to see little baby birds, we kept an eye on the expecting parents. We even moved the ladder we kept for painting walls and such into my office, it having the best view of the pair. We could tell that the eggs had hatched at some point, because whichever parent was on the pot kept looking puffier and rounder, like they were trying to cover something. When both parents were away again, my mother quickly took a few pictures inside the pot again. This time they showed two little chicks with barely any fuzz on them. We continued to keep an eye on them, and eventually the chicks got a little too big for the parents to cover anymore, which finally gave us the chance to see their cuteness. A few days later, I noticed that only one of the chicks was in the pot. Being confused and a little worried, I tried peering into the pot as much as the ladder and my small height would allow, but I could only see the one chick. Once my mother woke up, I told her this and she was just as confused as I was. She pointed out that maybe the little one flew away, and given how old they were now it was possible. The possibility soon became fact when we finally found them hiding in our little garden. Because of the little scare he gave us, I decided to call the one on the ground Rascal and the one in the pot Fern. The next day Fern was also gone from the nest, but I soon saw her and Rascal chasing each other in the garden and eventually flying off.

The little family still hangs around the house, we still see them hanging out in the garden sometimes. We even finally got to see the male and female dove hanging out in the garden. I decided to call them Frankie and Hydrangea. Now to my delight (and the annoyance of my mother) the pair have started to build a nest in our other hanging pot, the only hanging pot with still living flowers in it. Which hopefully means more little cuties!

And that's where my story ends, at least for now.

I hope you guys liked it and my little drawing for it.

Description

Story time-

About four or five weeks ago, a pair of doves decided to make a nest in one of our hanging plant pots. My mother, being the bird nerd that she is, took pictures inside the pot while they were both away. At the time the pictures showed that there was one egg in the pot. Not wanting to scare the parents away, she had to stop watering the plant, hence the dead leaves in the picture. Excited over the idea of getting to see little baby birds, we kept an eye on the expecting parents. We even moved the ladder we kept for painting walls and such into my office, it having the best view of the pair. We could tell that the eggs had hatched at some point, because whichever parent was on the pot kept looking puffier and rounder, like they were trying to cover something. When both parents were away again, my mother quickly took a few pictures inside the pot again. This time they showed two little chicks with barely any fuzz on them. We continued to keep an eye on them, and eventually the chicks got a little too big for the parents to cover anymore, which finally gave us the chance to see their cuteness. A few days later, I noticed that only one of the chicks was in the pot. Being confused and a little worried, I tried peering into the pot as much as the ladder and my small height would allow, but I could only see the one chick. Once my mother woke up, I told her this and she was just as confused as I was. She pointed out that maybe the little one flew away, and given how old they were now it was possible. The possibility soon became fact when we finally found them hiding in our little garden. Because of the little scare he gave us, I decided to call the one on the ground Rascal and the one in the pot Fern. The next day Fern was also gone from the nest, but I soon saw her and Rascal chasing each other in the garden and eventually flying off.

The little family still hangs around the house, we still see them hanging out in the garden sometimes. We even finally got to see the male and female dove hanging out in the garden. I decided to call them Frankie and Hydrangea. Now to my delight (and the annoyance of my mother) the pair have started to build a nest in our other hanging pot, the only hanging pot with still living flowers in it. Which hopefully means more little cuties!

And that's where my story ends, at least for now.

I hope you guys liked it and my little drawing for it.