A flapping outside my window
Finally, I looked out the window, and to the right saw the dove that had been sitting on a nest in a little tree outside the bedroom window, standing and flapping. I thought perhaps the eggs had hatched, and left her alone, not wanting to disturb her and scare her away from her fledglings.
Then I heard the flapping again, loudly, from the bedroom, and looked out the bedroom window and again saw the dove beating its wings. And again, fearing to disturb her, left her to flap.
At least some of you are probably now furious with me for my stupidity.
The sound stops, and I go back to look out the bathroom window, since it's a bit further from the nest, and she is sitting on a branch outside the bathroom window instead of her nest. Seeing me, she flies off. Exactly what I didn't want to happen, but at least now I get to take a closer look at the nest. I see not hatchlings, nor two eggs, but a snake. I rush outside, and reach to grab the snake, then stop and try to look for a rattle. I don't *think* rattlesnakes can climb trees, but it's definitely not a king snake or a gopher snake and it's fairly sizable, and I didn't know ANY desert snakes climbed trees. As I peer closer, I spook the snake and suddenly it shoots upward, amazingly fast, going from the little tree to an ancient tv antennae to the big ... ummmm ..... after realizing I don't remember the name of this kind of tree, and some research has failed to show me an exact picture match, I'll just say the big willowy looking tree w/lots of yellow blossoms and bees that has a branch which intersects with the antennae. Anyway, in motion the snake is a shimmering hot pink blur, and I now know red racers can climb trees. So maybe the "rosy boa" aka for red racers is actually accurate? (What's funny is I could have recited chapter and verse on all of this stuff, trees and snake alike, without effort when I was 8. Really. I'm sort of ashamed to have forgotten it all.)
My appearance was too late, and the eggs were all gone. The dove came back, off and on, for hours afterward, then finally went away for good. The nest is empty. I know the snake has to eat and all, but I still feel horribly responsible. The dove had been sitting on the eggs for a while. A few more days and they probably would have hatched; a few more weeks and they could have safely flown away.