Last year a long term swan couple’s marriage was rent asunder when the pen was killed by a dog.
The cob was distraught and sailed forlornly up and down the canal looking for his wife. He disappeared for some considerable time and we all thought he had died of a broken heart, or had moved elsewhere to find solace.
We were overjoyed late last year when he reappeared with a new young lady friend and, eventually, they settled down to a leisurely life together.
I am pleased to announce that they are now actively nest sitting, although the cob is far more laid back than his wife.
Here he is snoozing and gently drifting:
While his wife keeps the nest warm:
I had a word and advised that he really ought to get back and help out: