I had stepped out into the garage to take out some items to recycle when I heard baby birds chirping. It was out back behind the garage. I poked my head out and looked right and into the face of a bluebird feeding its young. The bird left immediately and so did I. I located my camera then I snuck back outside and waited and waited.
There was a pattern to the feeding routine. First, the adults would land on the ground in front of the house and then fly up to a nearby bush or tree and wait. When they figured the coast was clear, they would head to the house with food for the babies. I stood ready to capture the unsuspecting feathered friend. When I click the camera, he looked up to say "What's that?" He turned his head sideways to try and figure out what was in the doorway and then assuming no threat was intended went about the routine.
As I continued to wait for the reappearance, I got a good photo of some other birds and then noticed he had landed on the wire. Point and click.
The kitty justice is I am thrilled that BLUEBIRDS are raising some babies in my bird house.