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Titmouse Experience
My
husband and I were spending a relaxing summer afternoon in our
cool spa when I felt something buzz my head. We kept still to
follow the upcoming action. Mama Titmouse had found a good
material to make her nest comfortable for her future chicks. Over
about 20 visits in a period of just a few minutes, she used her
beak to break off strands of my hair and fly off to her nest, drop
the hairs, and return. Later, we noticed my sister's white furry
dog, Timber, was resting against our screened porch door, and the
bird plucked some of his hairs through the screen. So, we decided
to brush Timber's thick hair and place the clumps in an empty
hanging basket on the deck. Sure enough, Mama Titmouse soon found
the basket and began taking Timber's hair to her nest.
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