Crows are non too popular hereabouts. Something to do with eating baby birds. As we don’t have any baby birds in the immediate vicinity (TL’s bird box has been steadfastly ignored) I haven’t had any problems with them visiting the garden. In fact, I’ve been rather thrilled to welcome them, and we save special treats for them – chop bones, steak gristle and so on.
My favourite is definitely the Jay. He’s a cautious soul and this is the only pic I have managed so far. Mostly he lurks in the background, waiting to hit the bird table unobserved.
The Jackdaw is a newcomer to our restaurant and I was thrilled to spot him. It’s always exciting when a new bird appears.
The Magpies, on the other hand, have been hanging around from day one, although it took me forever to get a reasonable photograph. Over the months they have become more confident and provide me with much entertainment. One actually huffed at me the other day – telling me quite clearly I was in his way and to shove off.
My newest customer is not a bird at all. Meet Strause, the Field Mouse.
It took him all of half an hour to get used to me. He now comes and goes without batting an eyelid.
Unfortunately, as far as the crows are concerned, he’s top of the menu. I have provided him with the equivalent of a private dining room – he gets his snackies behind some pots – nuts, bread, seed, and as a special treat, peanut butter. I am hoping this will keep him out of harm’s way. Finger’s crossed. Can’t ride shot gun for him all day long.