The second Grey Shrike-thrush to hatch was the piggy in the middle.
Not the largest, it emerged from the egg the day after the first. An expert
at craning her neck over the top of the smallest chick, it was fed
twice as much, doing whatever it could to ensure it would survive.
When Greedy first flopped out of the
nest, he immediately flew 20 metres out of the garage. Directly into daylight over our
driveway, he seemed shocked, simultaneously running out of steam and having a crisis of confidence.