We've caught him red-handed on 3 occasions, dipping into the Carolina wren's carefully constructed home in the fish basket and robbing nesting material. The Carolina wrens haven't been seen for a few days now, and since they are smaller than the titmice, it's just possible that they tucked their tails between their legs and retreated to one of their
alternate home sites.
This week's events shouldn't surprise me. Those little birds, I know, are opportunists. While walking in the woods this week I stopped along the trail, and one of them flew close, flitting from branch to branch and and circling around me, chattering all the while. I may have ventured too close to his nest, but more likely, to my thinking, he was checking out the nesting material on my head. On 2 occasions in the past, one of these birds has sat on my head and pulled out hair. No kidding.
We hope the Wrens will be back, even for a second nesting, but what happens next is anybody's guess.
It's a jungle out there.