Blue jay

She grew up with a lot of dogs and on one mild spring day she heard a big commotion outside.

The dogs were barking and she looked out the window and saw that about 12 blue jays were swooping at one of the dogs.

She walked outside, got the dog in the house, and then went out to see what all the commotion was about.

She knew at this age that blue jays were territorial birds.

She knew a lot about animals and nature in general.

When she got back outside to see what the Blue Jays were swooping at the dog all about, she noticed that one Blue Jay in particular stopped a few feet from her and then hopped over.

She followed it and found an injured baby Blue Jay on the ground.

It seemed injured.

I wish I knew this when I lived in Massachusetts because, I mean, it's such a fond memory, that sound.

And it's not like I could identify all sorts of birds, but I could do Blue Jay and I could do Chickadee.

But it would have just been great to know how smart they were, you know? I mean, we sort of took them for granted because we had so many.

But you paid attention to them.

Okay, yeah, so let me tell you something about the males and the females.

Pretty much like the blue jay.

They look almost exactly, or no, they look exactly alike, just the only difference is that the males are slightly bigger.

And they've got a black patch above the beak, a gray back, rusty flanks, and a dull white breast.

Yeah, I love it, Tommy.

I'm so excited.

Oh, Billy, you're the Blue Jay.

Ooh, I

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The Blue Jay During about three-fourths of the year the American Jay is an extremely tame, noisy and even obtrusive bird in its habits.

As the breeding season approaches he suddenly becomes silent, preparing the nest in the most secluded parts of his native forests, and exercising all his cunning to keep it concealed.

He is omnivorous, but is especially fond of eggs and young birds.

Section 3 of Birds, Volume 1, Number 2, February 1897.

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The Blue Jay Something glorious, something gay, Flits and flashes, this a way.

Thwart the hemlock's dusky shade, Rich in colour, full displayed.

I've heard you talk about it before, but I wanted to hear about it again because I like these little oddball things.

what's the deal is there actually anything with blue jays like any significance with blue jays

yeah so what you're talking about i guess is where i said that on the southern outdoorsman podcast so i think birds all right let's get we're getting serious damn that's a good question that's a good question damn you'd be a terrible podcast i said Actually, you probably should have your own.

Yeah, I should.

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Yeah.

Yeah, so there is a thing with blue jays that I do feel like they're the tattletale of the woods, just like a crow is.

hell um what's his name zach farrenbaugh was on the southern outdoorsman podcast talking about how woodpeckers are like tattletales you know like birds to me they start singing whenever they want themselves to be known or whatever dangers around now obviously are they talking about danger to themselves or to let alert the woods or just let

Like an

Oriole or a Blue Jay

or a Chickadee.

I don't know.