We've had a pretty sorry looking scruffy Robin hanging around the smoke shelter at work all week. I think he's been trying to get some water from the wetness we've created on the ground, but then I noticed him routing through one of the bins yesterday probably searching for food.
Whilst I was having a ciggy late in the afternoon when all the staff had gone home, he came and sat on the chair next to me and just sat staring at me. He had those sad looking eyes you see on a six month old Labby and was quite happy for me to approach him without getting spooked. I looked around and as far as the eye could see everything was baltic and completely frozen.
As it was Friday and there'd be no staff or food scraps about for a few days and he'd given me the guilt trip, I shelled outa whole 85p on a bag of mixed fruit and nut from the vending machine and went back out to feed him. Straight away he grabbed a big fat dried apricot from my knee and took off with it. Twenty seconds later he was back, I think he must have stashed it somewhere and come back for more, hopefully anyway.
So I spent the next ten minutes out there giving this guy a variety off goodies which I checked on the RSPB site were all good for him, placed them on my knee and each time he grabbed a piece and flew around the corner of the building and then came back again.
I know it's only one little Robin and they're notoriously cheeky and tame, but I felt dead chuffed with myself that hopefully I'd fed this guy and his family enough for the weekend and that they managed to survive the cold a bit longer.
On my way out I got stopped by security, they had apparently been watching me on the IR cameras and asked what I was up to, Lol.
We'll have to see if he's about on Monday, my money says he will.
This is not him btw, far too tidy.
Whilst I was having a ciggy late in the afternoon when all the staff had gone home, he came and sat on the chair next to me and just sat staring at me. He had those sad looking eyes you see on a six month old Labby and was quite happy for me to approach him without getting spooked. I looked around and as far as the eye could see everything was baltic and completely frozen.
As it was Friday and there'd be no staff or food scraps about for a few days and he'd given me the guilt trip, I shelled outa whole 85p on a bag of mixed fruit and nut from the vending machine and went back out to feed him. Straight away he grabbed a big fat dried apricot from my knee and took off with it. Twenty seconds later he was back, I think he must have stashed it somewhere and come back for more, hopefully anyway.
So I spent the next ten minutes out there giving this guy a variety off goodies which I checked on the RSPB site were all good for him, placed them on my knee and each time he grabbed a piece and flew around the corner of the building and then came back again.
I know it's only one little Robin and they're notoriously cheeky and tame, but I felt dead chuffed with myself that hopefully I'd fed this guy and his family enough for the weekend and that they managed to survive the cold a bit longer.
On my way out I got stopped by security, they had apparently been watching me on the IR cameras and asked what I was up to, Lol.
We'll have to see if he's about on Monday, my money says he will.
This is not him btw, far too tidy.
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, aren't they ?
