Just now at dusk I opened the front doors and looked up the wall. Nothing. Went down to my study and looked out and a blue jay had heard me and come to the stairs, up high. I went back up and went out and waited patiently with kibble in my palm. He or she came down and very precisely ate the 5 bits and then a few minutes later came over for another three or four. I am a little uneasy about giving kibble, but we have given all the canned cat food away and the birds seem to be surviving our occasionally throwing a few pieces out for them. This bird eats very precisely, not touching my flesh. It's not Scalini, though.
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