Time to Feed the Dogs
Fledgling eastern bluebirds come to our suet dough dish with their parents every day. When the dish is empty they give us their sad, hungry hang-dog look. It makes us rush to put just a bit more in the dish—though in these insect-rich summer days we cut way back on the dough we dish out.
I swear I heard a whimper and a soft bark from the bird in the dish as I took this photo.