Look, there are two of them!

Another day, another *bloop*!

An exciting Saturday night for Daphne: lots of contemplation, one hot date, and definite nest-occupation.

Things that are true (within my limited human powers of interpretation): So here we have an eviction, an occupation, and a solicitation!

I have to believe she’s planning on nesting in this tree, right? I just wish she’d tell me for sure!

Dear Daphne: I really, really need to see your fluffy butt go INTO the tree. Or even better, I need to see you come OUT of the tree […]

[insert increasingly suspenseful music here]

I didn’t get to see what happened across the street. But I know what I HOPE happened!