It's 5:00 a.m. and I have a migraine; second day in a row now. I'd probably still be in bed if it wasn't for the tap tap I heard. There it is again--TAP TAP TAP. Is someone at the door? This early? Can't be.... TAP TAP TAP TAP TAP again. Louder and more desperate. Now I know where it's coming from. I get up and stumble out to the sliding glass door and, sure enough, a whole passel of BBJs (Baby Blue Jays) are sitting in front of the glass door, on the table, on the chairs, on the gazebo, in the trees. Just waiting for their breakfast. And impatiently, I might add! It's only 5:00 A.M. for crying out loud!!!!!
My question is, how do they know I'll get up and feed them?! How do they learn that? Did their parents tell them I'm a sucker? As I talk to other ladies, Blue Jays don't even bother them, let alone knock on their door.
Did I tell you the story about my husband's shower? No? I didn't think so. I'm at work and he was in the shower. He said when he came out, he heard the two dogs barking like crazy. Our little Sadie gets in a real frenzy when she barks and it's like she can't stop once she gets going. The more she barks the more she shakes her head and the more she shakes her head, the more she barks. We have to physically put our hands on her head and gently direct her to her bed to get her sto stop. We have not been able to correct this behavior and I don't know that we ever will. It's a frenzy behavior for her and one can only imagine what horror in her history created it. Anyway, back to the story. The dogs are barking like crazy and Mike thinks someone is at the door and here he is soaking wet. Upon investigation he realizes it's only the BBJs tapping at the glass door and the dogs going crazy thinking some one's at the front door. Silly girls.
These pictures were taken last year but you get the drift. As try as I might, if I ignore them they've started flying INTO the door!!! All you hear is this heavy BANG! Blue Jays have their positions within the flock.... I wonder what this one did that he got assigned this job....?! When they get tired of trying to get my attention on the back porch, they just fly to the front porch and sit on the porch rail and stare at me or fly in front of the windows to get my attention. Again, I ask..... how do they know I'm their neighborhood sucker but more importantly, WHY ME???