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tropical storm lee, or, when birds snub birds 2011-09-04 - 9:25 a.m. Rain, rain, rain, who brings the rain? Power out most of the daylight hours yesterday. We had a barbecue on the bird porch. Now we're out of charcoal so I jumped up this morning just now and fried up the rest of the chicken, before the power goes out again. We can use the white gas kit to fix the veggies and franks if need be, but I don't think it's the practical answer to cooking chicken. We discovered that the supposedly waterproof weather radio was filled with water, so we had little idea yesterday of the progress of the storm. I thought it made landfall yesterday. Apparently, we were just getting the outer bands and it made landfall this morning and is now heading our way. The backyard was active, with birds feeding constantly, sometimes even in rains so heavy that you'd think they would knock down a hummingbird. Lots of hummers using the feeders, but the oddest thing I saw was a hummingbird who pecked the back of a Tufted Titmouse who was at the seed feeder. It wasn't a mistake or a random expression of high testosterone, because the Ruby-Throated Hummingbird drove the Tufted Titmouse off the feeder and into the tall weed tree (30 or 40 feet or so tall) that is too near the neighbor's house. The Titmouse went around and around the trunk of this tree, trying to hide in the green leaves, and the Ruby-Throated Hummingbird executed every twist, turn, and circle to continue giving chase. What on earth could a TUTI have done to peeve off a RTHU so badly? Saturday's Birds of Tropical Storm Lee, in order of appearance Common Grackle Brown-Headed Cowbird Red-winged Blackbird, a flock of males, I may have seen one female (which may have been a late-molting immature male) all day Blue Jay Brown Thrasher Ruby-Throated Hummingbird Mourning Dove Northern Cardinal Carolina Wren Northern Mockingbird -- doesn't use the feeder for food, just for a perch Tufted Titmouse Carolina Chickadee We also heard a raptor calling, but I'm not good enough to know which one just from its voice. I could distinguish it handily enough from the Blue Jay mocking it, though. I have now observed that whereas Cookie does not normally acknowledge other birds as peers, all Saturday he frequently greeted Blue Jays and tried to engage them in discussion with various gambits like, "Hello, Bird," and "Hello, Pretty Bird, hello, Cookie." No Blue Jays ever responded. Poor Cookie. To add to his troubles, when I let him out to use the bird porch play pen, Courtney heckled him mercilessly for almost an entire hour, mostly by doing the vampire bat/wing-flapping routine but also by openly catcalling him. This Cookie ignored, never betraying by so much as a flicker of a feather that he heard a thing. back - next All Rights Reserved, Copyright 2002-2017 by Elaine Radford