Thursday, February 3, 2011

Building a relationship with Gray Jays

They like crumbled dog biscuits.


Took it and ran (flew?)


But it returned, or maybe it was another bird. Who can tell?
Liked the look  of green. Obviously 'cause it smiled at me.







However it   seemed to think my thumb was a sausage.

 ignoring the crumbs it made a grab for the bigger prize.
 I missed the actual contact but  felt the nip.


Couldn't get it and departed.
Subsequent visits and all the offerings were accepted.
So much G/Jay traffic I couldn't tell how many there were in attendance, but estimate 6.
Not all were willing to gamble on my palm.

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