This poor soul was looking for food in a puddle in our front yard. He was actually picking up small twigs and giving them a shake to see if they were edible.
I had some fish that was past its use-by date, so I cut it into small pieces and tossed it out. He flew back, but the fish wasn’t to his taste, so he left it. I think it was simply because it wasn’t live, but I’m not going to buy goldfish for him. I wonder how he’d feel about meal worms?
Well, the blue jays enjoyed my offering, at any rate.
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