Who’s that bird?
Deeps and I were outside practicing our miter cuts (no that is not a euphemism) when the annoying bird flew onto the pine tree and started squawking.
We kept cutting – but after a few minutes Deeps finally looked up.
Deeps: Is something wrong with that bird?
Me: Him?
Deeps: Yeah, that big bird.
Me: He’s a blue jay. This is why they are unpopular.
Deeps: Unpopular?
Me: Yeah - he’s loud and obnoxious and the other birds don’t like him – he’s pushy. Sometimes I squirt water at him.
Deeps: That’s probably why he’s squawking – he doesn’t like you.
Me: He squawks at me a lot – he’s giving me the eye. It’s only a matter of time before he comes after me.
Deeps: Oh yeah?
Me: Yeah – I think he’s got a gun. He’s gonnna go Lifetime movie of the week on me.
Deeps: I’m going inside.
There
Jays are part of the family that includes crows and ravens -- a branch of birdom that not only out-smarts all other birds, but occasionally shows evidence that they have the edge on, like, cats and dogs.
It's extremely possible that at jay would recognize you and make that known. Some friends of mine, a couple, alternate walking their dog through a nearby park. Crows dive-bomb Him every time, but leave Her alone. He apparently pissed 'em off once, and they never forgot.
-- Mike