This is what happens when you don't cover your BBQ...

The beginning of the summer this year, a couple of birds moved into our grill.  Took them almost a week to collect all those items they used to build their nest.  Big mess.  Then they laid two eggs. Rob was not amused, but Reese fell in love. She would take the birds seeds and watch them out the kitchen window.

Then last week a wicked cat got the mom – she was toast. So sad. The baby who hatched was a goner, couldn’t survive without its mom. Saddest thing ever. So Reese and I called Rob to give him the news. And what does he tell us? “We’re having BBQ tonight!”