They are also known as grey jays. They mate for life and tend to kick all but one kid out of the nest after they are old enough to fend for themselves. He/she who doesn't get kicked out has to stick around and help care for the next batch of babies and then he/she gets the boot along with those that have recently arrived, except for one, and the cycle continues.
This might explain why the show up in groups of three when begging for food.
Dan was feeding them out of his hand this time:
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| Good stuff, thanks man. But could ya bring some seed next time, please. |
They are scavengers too but are nice to look at and don't make a whole lot of noise when they are near by.
Brooke sat, somewhat patiently, waiting for feeding time to end:
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| Bread? There's poultry right in front of me! |
When the bread was gone, this one was getting brave:
What you don't see in the above picture is Brooke fighting the urge to lunge for lunch. At home the little finches are all around her when she lays in the grass. They collect her fur and use it in their nests. She does put the chase on the blue jays and crows though so that may explain why she doesn't really care for these guys (and I gave them some of her kibble one day - she wasn't impressed).
They take the food and hide it in nooks and crannies of branches and in the ground. This one thought the decorative house might be useful, but no such luck.
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| I'm not curious, I just wanna know if you have more food. |
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