Two days ago, I was flattered by the reduction in my latest home-made suet block. It had gone from nearly full size to quarter-size in less than a week. Yesterday, I discovered a different reason — not a dramatic increase in the attentions of woodpeckers and chickadees, as I’d imagined — for the disappearance of my Hamhock-Sunflower Surprise.
Crows. Two of them. The blighters hopped up to a higher branch, pounced on the suet cage, stomped a few times and whacked their beaks against it, and then swooped to the ground to gather what had fallen.
They returned this morning. Here is one of them, between the oak and the suet spruce. In the top of this photo, you might notice a glitch in their plans. Would you like a close up?
A Grey Squirrel. Compared with my previous homes in Toronto, Saint John has few of these critters, so I didn’t try to scare it off. I approached it quietly, taking snapshots…
…but it didn’t quite trust me. Off it scampered with a flash of its white underside and a wave of its pink paw. Then one of the rightful diners appeared on a twig of the oak.
“Isn’t my table ready yet?” the chickadee scolded.