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Another Jay Literally Knocks At Our Door

The welcome mat is NOT for birds!

Once again, the welcome mat is NOT for birds!

Yesterday morning as I sat in my office working on my new, slim iMac, I heard something hit the decorative glass on the front door. Hard.

I turned in my office chair and saw a little blue jay clinging to the glass. Apparently, a gust of wind had blown the poor thing into it. At first I was afraid he might start pecking at the glass and break it. But then I had another thought.

Grab that Nikon!

By the time I did, the jay was on the front porch. I opened the door to snap some shots, and he didn’t flinch at all. Who did this remind me of?

On his way

On his way

Our ever-lovin’ Hoppy of a couple years ago. Except this time the fledgling, who I quickly dubbed “Hoppy Jr.,” didn’t stay on the porch. He hopped over to our oak tree and tried to jump on it. But he failed, because apparently he damaged his left wing in his crash. Poor birdie.

Papa Jay (Hoppy?) keeps an eye on Junior.

Papa Jay (Hoppy?) keeps an eye on Junior.

Meanwhile, one of his parents sat on our neighbors’ gutter and made sure the little guy was protected.

See ya later!

See ya later!

Eventually, Hoppy Jr. scooted his way under the neighbors’ fence, and I figured that was that.

But it wasn’t.

Tree climbing is a breeze.

Tree climbing is a breeze with two good wings.

All too soon another ball of fluff came hopping over to that same oak . Obviously, the nest in our other neighbors’ tree has been vacated, with the birth of babies and their move-out. This jay, though, was able to jump up the oak without any problem.

A wary eye

A wary eye

This time the other parent kept the feathered sibling safe.

I have a feeling we’ll see the blue jay family around for awhile as the kids learn to fly. And here’s hoping that Hoppy Jr.’s wing heals enough for him to move on and eventually raise his own brood.

Maybe some day we’ll be visited by Hoppy III! Hopefully, though, not so violently.

New Neighbors

Mama sits in the nest.

Mama sits and waits.

The other day when I noticed a blue jay flying around our next-door neighbor’s tree, I saw something almost hidden on a branch.

It was a nest! And the mama jay was warily watching me.

Looks kinda fancy with that ribbon

Looks kinda fancy with that ribbon

I wonder if Hoppy II will be making an appearance at our door in a few weeks!

A Squirrelly Tale

The arrows show where the squirrel jumped up and knocked on the windows.

The other day as I was walking into the family room, I heard knocking on the front door window. I looked over and saw something brown and furry go from the left lowest pane to the right one, jumping up and hitting it.

What in the world?!? At least I knew it wasn’t Hoppy.

Once at the door, I saw a squirrel in the front landscaping. I quickly grabbed my Nikon dSLR and started shooting as the critter climbed our closest oak tree.

Prankster!

Was this the culprit?

Yeah, right.

Stop telling tales!

Classic misdirection

Totally squirrelly!

Hoppy Returns!

Hoppy looks for a way to get into my office through the window screen.

Remember Hoppy, our baby blue jay? The little birdbrain returned the following day.

I was sitting in my office Friday afternoon and was startled by the sound of something hitting the window screen. Who else could it be? Hoppy!

Hoppy settles into a rose bush near my older son’s bedroom window.

Soon the so-ugly-he’s-cute little guy hopped down the front yard landscaping and jumped into a rose bush. He looked a little plumper and more settled. Maybe his parents scolded him about wandering off. He didn’t visit again the rest of the weekend.

Hoppy checks us out.

It could be that the next time we see Hoppy, he’ll finally be using his wings. Hope he doesn’t try to fly into our windows to get our attention!