A robin's den

This afternoon I noticed that ivy had grown so far up a wall that it was edging into the eaves and so I decided to stop it in its tracks. While I was hacking away I went a bit further down the wall than I had intended and then noticed that young Bruce was taking an inordinate interest in the ivy clippings. I discovered to my angst that I was very close to a robin's nest complete with eggs. Unfortunately now Bruce has been alerted to it and - and more worringly, could just reach it on his tippee toes - however, I think that the adult robin has wisely abandoned things and gone to lay more eggs in a new nest. I do feel very guilty but not as much as if there had been fledglings exposed to the spaniel nose!