Although this napping collared dove often annoys me throughout the morning
with its rather annoying, much-repeated "oo-OOO-oo" phrase, I have rather a soft spot for it
-- especially when it's sleeping outside my window, in the afternoon, after having a good clean!

It's also led a rather remarkable (and charmed) existence.
Firstly, its sibling died, when an egg was blown from the nest;
and then one of its parents was savagely murdered by a raven:
who -- with the evil encouragement of a pair of magpies --
went on to dismember and eat the poor thing.

For a while, we doubted if the other parent would return;
but a few weeks later, it appeared with a young chick in tow...
-- now looking quite grown-up!