There are birds everywhere now and all of them are occupied in one way or another with procreating. We have a little phoebe nesting by our front door for the third year in a row. This inconveniences us a lot because we have to use the back door while she's nesting.
My neighbor told me a funny story yesterday. She looked outside to see her Walter, her chow dog, who looks like a giant teddy bear, asleep in the yard. There was a small bird perched on him, frantically pecking his fur and with a huge mop of fur hanging from its beak. After watching for a couple of minutes, my neighbor went outside to shoo the bird away. She was concerned that the bird would damage Walter's fur and he is in a show this weekend. The bird wouldn't leave until she actively approached it and shooed it.
Somewhere nearby there's a really soft nest. It reminded me to put out all the bits of yard and fluff I've been saving all year for the birds.