We love all the birds, and have had many varieties, including even a Pereguin Falcon eating a collared dove who had just fed on our seed. My husband actually crawled along the lawn with his camcorder. We have a blackbird who walks into our kitchen, if she sees its me who is about she struts out, but if it is my husband she makes a fuss until she gets sultanas. Meanwhile two Staffordshire Bull Terriers live in the same room!! We have robins who sing beautifully in a morning until we get up and feed them, we are very lucky, sparrows, blue tits, great tits, long tail tits, dunnocks, black cap pair with mrs having a red top notch. Woodpeckers visit, Jackdaw babies are about at the moment, but they eat an alarming amount, we have a pair of thrushes about somewhere but they are our early visitors, and believe it or not two drakes and a duck. These make a dreadful mess of the pond, and any water bowls that are out for the birds. Our dogs chase them off, but they are back the next day for a feed. A heron visits our pond, and believe it or not a robin has just called me for its tea - door open.
We have counted 33 types of birds in our garden, and love them all, (Heron least of all but only because of the fish).
At our previous house we rescued a pair of baby thrushes (cats either side of us) one sadly died, but the other came on in leaps and bounds in our breakfast room. Fed on ox heart, worms, bone supplement and dog food. We built it an avery outside to get it to learn to dig and watch other birds. We taught it to bathe in a pyrex dish, and kept moving away with its food until it took that first leap and flutter of wings. We called it Poppit. When she was finally released, we used to give the same whistle and down she would fly to our shoulders or heads for a feed, until she was brave enough to go it alone. We used to have a particular religious pair of callers at the house, and one day to their amazement I invited them in, they had been talking about miracles. I took them to the back garden, and gave Poppit her usual shout, down she came, and I gave her a bit of dog food, off she flew. That's one of my miracles I told them, I never saw them again!! Well done Poppit.
You do get back what you put in, no matter what you are doing. But gardens and birds and dogs are our favourite!