Mietzke's POST Holden Adventure

The Jay feels like my kind of bird squawking and fluttering and causing all kinds of excitement over seeds on my front porch.
We hung a bell of suet and seed from the porch yesterday and the jay keeps carrying on like I gave him the best present he has ever gotten, and there is no way he is going to share. You might think it was a new fancy car by his gestures of protection and the bragging that has been going on from the porch all morning. The jay has attracted the attention of so many other birds who have come to see what all the fuss is about, but the jay pecks at the seeds and brags, but will not share. He lets the others get close enough for a look, maybe a sniff of the food and then squawks and chases them off. The jay feels a little bit like a televangelist proclaiming the reign of God but biting you when you get to close to the truth. Am I this way with Chocolate? No, I hide it, and tell no one as it melts in my mouth. Chocolate is best consumed in private.