
This scrub jay would prefer that I not be in our backyard. I can see it on its face–not a happy camper. Of course, the real story is that the jay is waiting for me to leave so it can dunk itself in a bird bath.
Life perspectives from a wandering mind
This scrub jay would prefer that I not be in our backyard. I can see it on its face–not a happy camper. Of course, the real story is that the jay is waiting for me to leave so it can dunk itself in a bird bath.
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