The Original Old Farts Club

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Bluejay's are my favorite birds! They're absolutely gorgeous, and raucous, and arrogant, and when a bunch of them are in my trees hollerin' I'll always make my way outside just to enjoy their racket!
And smart! When I feed the squirrels peanuts in the park, the crows land short and strut up to the peanuts, place one on top the another, and fly away with two in their beaks. The Scrub and Steller Jays fly in fast, stop short, make quick hops to the peanut, grab it and fly away to hide it.

One of the Scrub Jays participating started stacking them and flying away with two and when they mated that season, their mate started carrying two.

The Jays followed us home from the park and started sitting on our patio and calling to us to come feed them. One would spot us in the hood on a dog walk and follow us through the hood, landing on near branches and telling us to feed them.
 
And smart! When I feed the squirrels peanuts in the park, the crows land short and strut up to the peanuts, place one on top the another, and fly away with two in their beaks. The Scrub and Steller Jays fly in fast, stop short, make quick hops to the peanut, grab it and fly away to hide it.

One of the Scrub Jays participating started stacking them and flying away with two and when they mated that season, their mate started carrying two.

The Jays followed us home from the park and started sitting on our patio and calling to us to come feed them. One would spot us in the hood on a dog walk and follow us through the hood, landing on near branches and telling us to feed them.
Stopped taking the meds again? Oh no....
 
It pays to be a wolf! I continue to shed lots of hair in my hairbrush, leaving me to ponder why I still have thick hair instead of going bald. Indeed if anything I've grown hairier, counting the hair on my back, neck, and spilling out of my nose and ears.
I still have a full head of hair. White hair that is!
 
I love blue jays too but my old fat cat fritz would go out in the middle of the yard and wait for them to swoop down catching one and eating it often.
Blue Jays are mean! The chase the smaller birds away from my bird feeders. They also hog all of the peanuts!
 
this place is rockin’ for a Moanday morning

15 degrees here , going up to a balmy 48

found an old photo of Irene’s Aunt Gladys and her friends at the beach



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Blecchh! He can have my share. There ain't a single purty part on that pulchritude.
30 more pounds and she'd be Roster Class. He likes 'em fluffy.
Ever watch them lure a cat up to the top of a tree?
They get the cat up there by having one bird pretend to be injured and as the cat climbs after it the bird hops up a little higher at a time until it to the top.
Then the gang swoops in an attacks, I use to watch them try to kill my sister's cat, Time for my bb gun to come out.
Nasty birds but smart.
I don't see many jays here. Back in the old hood, they were the dominant birds.
The wife called me over to the kitchen windows to watch something. We had a big old weeping willow in the backyard, and there was a fox squirrel in the top of it with half a dozen jaybirds dive bombing him. One would get in a good hit and he'd drop down a branch, and then the next one would get a good hit, and down another branch he'd fall.
There's four Borzois that have ringed the tree patiently waiting for the enevendable. Every time the squirrel took a hit, you could see the muscles in their backs tense. I knew the poor critter wouldn't last a second when he hit the ground, so I called 'em all in. As soon as I did, the critter got hit again and leaped onto the ground and beat feet for parts unknown.
 

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