The Egg Thief swoops in at least once a day to check on the chicken egg situation. Today, even in winds so brisk the house was howling, he took one egg of the two I placed on the rock fountain and brought it over to his mate, who was hopping impatiently in the budding desert. These birds have yet to connect me with the eggs, but have figured out where I place the treats, and that sometimes I do it more than once a day.
Patience.
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