Musical Roosts

I'll take one breast, 4 legs, and two itty-bitty wings.
I’ll take one breast, 4 legs, and two itty-bitty wings.

There are myriad difficulties in having four itty bitties. In fact, tending four chicks is such a chore, it is usually only the youngest Motherplovers (TM) that attempt such a stunt, learning after just a season or two that it is exponentially less-of-a-hassle to lay only three eggs. (From this we can unsafely assume that Tufters, being the oldest and most experienced Piping Plover on LBI, has scored himself a younger lady this season. Hubba Hubba.)

One of the many such difficulties is finding adequate storage space for them. Each time Tufters or Tacey calls the itty-bitties home to roost with a sweet, musical call, a sick game of high stakes musical chairs shortly follows as four babies vie for effectively three spots.

A place for me
Iz I outz again?
Iz there room in da bak?
Poor Tufters Jr. is usually the last man standing and despite his determination and creativity, usually fails to find good, protective cover.
But that's what dad is for. It didn't take Tufters Jr. long to realize there was an extra bedroom in this house, and he could have it all it himself.
But that’s what dad is for. It didn’t take Tufters Jr. long to realize there was an extra bedroom in this house, just across the way, and he could have it all it himself.

Incidentally, you may have noticed the loser chick in the above post referred to as Tufters Jr. Tufters & Tacey have named the children and we were lucky enough to record them calling their chicks by name, then to get the Peep-lo translated to English. While it is still difficult to tell the chicks apart, we do know that they were named Coppelia, Franz, Swanhilda, and Tufters Jr.

Bonus shot: Run Franz, Run.
Bonus shot: Run Franz, Run. The Music has started.