Raising a blue jay

He seems to be scopin' out the complimentary colored Spaten Lager bling.

Might need to shorten the chain for him till he grows into it.

That came from The Waldhorn in Pineville.

My daughter took me there for Father's Day in 2015. It was my first Father's Day without my son.

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My daughter, her boyfriend, and his kids came over yesterday to celebrate the fourth. We thought it was a perfect time to give Crow Biden his "independence." He wasn't having it.

He sat on the bottom limb of one of my remaining cypress trees and just sat there, looking around. I gave him about 20 minutes and he was still just sitting there. I pushed back a limb, stuck my finger under his feet (claws? talons?) and he stepped onto it. So, I walked back over to his cage and put him back in it. He became active again. Sheesh.

I may be needing a bigger cage.
 
Update:

My daughter, her boyfriend, and his kids came over yesterday to celebrate the fourth. We thought it was a perfect time to give Crow Biden his "independence." He wasn't having it.

He sat on the bottom limb of one of my remaining cypress trees and just sat there, looking around. I gave him about 20 minutes and he was still just sitting there. I pushed back a limb, stuck my finger under his feet (claws? talons?) and he stepped onto it. So, I walked back over to his cage and put him back in it. He became active again. Sheesh.

I may be needing a bigger cage.
When are you going to build him a basement?
 
Good on ya', mate!
 
He/she/it lives with the chickens. Been out there for maybe a month now. We still feed it when it yells at us, but has chicken feed, seeds, scratch, and water.

There's a hole between the two runs, so he has access to both sides and has already figured out how to navigate them.

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Awesome.

Here's Troys new avatar...

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He/she/it lives with the chickens. Been out there for maybe a month now. We still feed it when it yells at us, but has chicken feed, seeds, scratch, and water.

There's a hole between the two runs, so he has access to both sides and has already figured out how to navigate them.

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Damn, you buy him beer, too. He'll never leave now...
 
My daughter and I rescued a fledgling Mockingbird. Let it go a week or so later when it could fly. Then we learned that most birds end up with their children all over the place, and they have to bring food to them. We've since seen it with other birds, including owls, all in our little neighborhood. The owls were fascinating... momma would hoot, and a little one would respond so she could locate it in the dark. Then momma would hoot from somewhere else, and another little one would respond from another sector. It sounded very strange, til we figured it out.
 
The saga continues.

I found this guy on the ground after the storm came through the other day.

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The internet says he's a Common Grackle, but the internet is full of lies. He ain't common!

He resides in the same room as my quail chicks, but im trying to decide on a name. I might need help with this one.

So, Chick Cheney? Cluck Schumer? Finch McConnell?

What say you?

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@JBoyette
 
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The saga continues.

I found this guy on the ground after the storm came through the other day.

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The internet says he's a Common Grackle, but the internet is full of lies. He ain't common!

He resides in the same room as my quail chicks, but im trying to decide on a name. I might need help with this one.

So, Chick Cheney? Cluck Schumer? Finch McConnell?

What say you?

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@JBoyette
Dinner, from the way your wife's pup is looking at it.
 
The saga continues.

I found this guy on the ground after the storm came through the other day.

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The internet says he's a Common Grackle, but the internet is full of lies. He ain't common!

He resides in the same room as my quail chicks, but im trying to decide on a name. I might need help with this one.

So, Chick Cheney? Cluck Schumer? Finch McConnell?

What say you?

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@JBoyette

Dang...the little critter ain't but days away from being able to be on his own, looking at those feathers.

Call him "Treat". Then ask Fido there if he likes Treat.
 
And before any of you chumps label me a softie, I'm as hard as they come.

Member that shiznit, foo.
Animals and people trigger different parts of the brain I swear. I'll dodge highway traffic for a duckling or kitten but step over a bleeding stranger without missing a beat.

My rationale has always been people usually deserve it.
 
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Interesting.

My wife said there were three Jays raising hell around the trees that day.

Should I squash it so it don't grow up to be a cunt?


Given your track record of trippin kids if you raise this thing it will probably be like one of Hitcocks "birds".


I don't particularly care, one way or the other, but if this type of situation presents itself, I want to give them a fighting chance at life.

Life is short enough, already.


Tell it like it is. You just want to raise it long enuff to trip it.


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please continue posting.

this thread is so interesting to us.

Good, Bad, Ugly...does not matter.

we appreciate it.

I'm thinking there's bad news, but I have no physical evidence. Roscoe vanished about a week ago.

I've been concerned about the neighborhood cats prowling at night, and one of them finding him. I guess because I couldn't really teach him to take refuge in the trees, he spent an incredible amount of time on the ground. He did, however, "sleep" in the Loropetulam shrub near the propane tank. But that was less than four feet off the ground.

We saw him go to the shrub around 8:30 that evening, but he didn't greet either of us the next morning. That wasn't necessarily an indicator he was gone. We could sometimes make it to the car without him "attacking" us. But when he didn't greet (attack) me at lunch, I knew something was up. He was too clingy and needy to just turn that off overnight. Well, in my opinion, anyways.

And when I say attack, what I mean is, I couldn't walk across the yard without him coming from wherever he was at the moment, and either lighting on my shoulder or my head. He was so bad about that, especially when he was hungry, that I text my neighbor and told him if a black bird "attacked" any of them, it wasn't a real attack, the bird is just hungry. Haha.

I mentioned not finding any evidence. My wife and I walked our yard several times over the next couple of days, maybe looking for a crime scene. You know, a few feathers in an odd spot, etc. We've found those before and knew what took place. We haven't found anything like that, so we're kinda hopeful he just ventured off and either didn't find his way back, or found something more interesting than our place.

This was just a day or two before he vanished. He could see me through the kitchen window and screamed at me until I finally stepped out and fed him.

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I'm thinking there's bad news, but I have no physical evidence. Roscoe vanished about a week ago.

I've been concerned about the neighborhood cats prowling at night, and one of them finding him. I guess because I couldn't really teach him to take refuge in the trees, he spent an incredible amount of time on the ground. He did, however, "sleep" in the Loropetulam shrub near the propane tank. But that was less than four feet off the ground.

We saw him go to the shrub around 8:30 that evening, but he didn't greet either of us the next morning. That wasn't necessarily an indicator he was gone. We could sometimes make it to the car without him "attacking" us. But when he didn't greet (attack) me at lunch, I knew something was up. He was too clingy and needy to just turn that off overnight. Well, in my opinion, anyways.

And when I say attack, what I mean is, I couldn't walk across the yard without him coming from wherever he was at the moment, and either lighting on my shoulder or my head. He was so bad about that, especially when he was hungry, that I text my neighbor and told him if a black bird "attacked" any of them, it wasn't a real attack, the bird is just hungry. Haha.

I mentioned not finding any evidence. My wife and I walked our yard several times over the next couple of days, maybe looking for a crime scene. You know, a few feathers in an odd spot, etc. We've found those before and knew what took place. We haven't found anything like that, so we're kinda hopeful he just ventured off and either didn't find his way back, or found something more interesting than our place.

This was just a day or two before he vanished. He could see me through the kitchen window and screamed at me until I finally stepped out and fed him.

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I will include him in my toast tonight, hopefully he will make a comeback.
 
I take it he did not show up again?

Haven't seen him.

I'm now suspecting he was run off by either a wren or a robin. I've had both in the tree next the house. The wren was very vocal the last couple of days, and the robin has a chick that it is very protective over. It even took a swing at our Doberman last night when it got too close to the chick.
 
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