I saw a Mockingbird eating my raspberries this morning. He wasn't tentative -- he hopped on my fence, barely hesitated and dove into my raspberry canes. I suspect it's been his morning routine for about a week now... which seems about the time that I last found a ripe raspberry. I ordered bird netting this afternoon. I'll share a lot of things with the birds, but my precious first-year raspberries are not one of them!