Norman, the Norway Rat

Who is that having a breakfast of birdseed with the squirrel? It is Norman, the Norway rat.

Maybe it was all the weekly chips that Mom threw out the back door after her fish and chips, (before we moved in). Maybe it’s all the birdseed I thought I was putting out for the birds. But there was Norman, the Norway rat.

Kind-of-cute, except for his tail. He bounded away like a miniature kangaroo. Hopefully, if we stop feeding him, he will go away.

Just for the Heck of It.

The squirrel was jerking back and forth uncontrollably in the grass. I was really worried about it. Had it got caught in some wire or a line?

I had thrown a thin branch into the grass from the garden and the squirrel was grabbing it and twirling under it and at one point it jumped straight up, at least half a foot, into the air.

And then I understood. It wasn’t caught or hurt. It was having fun.

Starlings and Squirrels

The starlings are going mad over the suet when the squirrels let them have a chance. The nuthatch makes a casual appearance and the common grackle saunters confidently below snatching up the crumbs.

The American goldfinch makes an unexpected visit to the porch-swing feeder; carefully picking out the black-oil sunflower seeds and the nyjer.

The mourning doves relax among the new dandelions; luxuriously stretching their wings like someone just waking up.

Juncos and sparrows interchange spots; each jockeying for position.

The American robin ignores all and concentrating on his task, listens for worms.