Gloom Warning: It’s not a positive update.
I was thrilled when just days after purchasing and installing a new bird house, a family of bluebirds moved in and built a nest. Soon I was enjoying the sweet music of baby birds singing their little hearts out when the parents would arrive with food. I was looking forward to posting pictures in the coming weeks of fledglings and their attempts at learning to fly.
However about two weeks ago, I noticed the box had gone quiet. There was no singing and I hadn’t seen the parents in several hours. Curious, I stepped up to the box outside and peered with one eye up into the hole. I quickly stepped back when I realized that no longer were the little baby birds but a coiled snake. Not knowing exactly what kind of snake it was, I left well enough alone.
I was pretty sure that it was completely harmless as there aren’t that many venomous snakes around here, so I was willing to pin it to the ground and catch it. However, my neighbor wisely warned me that even though it was harmless, I had no idea what germ-ridden meals the snake had recently devoured that might be transferred to me if it lashed out.
After a long wait, it emerged.
The snake wasn’t terribly large. I watched it slither out and down the pole the house was mounted on. In checking online herpetology sites, I’m guessing it’s a rat snake.
I was shooting with a long lens that didn’t allow me to capture the entire snake in one shot. It was at this moment that I wanted to catch it by the head and take it out for its (in my opinion) transgressions against my bird family. The sweet bluebird parents had worked so hard building the nest twig by twig and it broke my heart to see the mother bird constantly flit back and forth to the opening in the house knowing something was terribly wrong but not being any match for the intruder inside.
When you love all the cute and cuddly animals like I do, it’s hard to accept nature in its rawest. But you can’t truly respect nature if you can’t accept the entire circle of it. It still saddens me to see the empty box by my office window, but I can’t fault the snake. It would have done the same thing no matter where the nest had been located, most likely. This same snake will probably now keep our crawl space free of otherwise troublesome rodents (as that’s where it headed to when it left).
My hope is that after I install a cone baffle under the bird house, a new family may find it and take up residence.