by Mauverneen
Every morning, when I feed the birds, I put out a total of six peanuts (in the shell) for the Blue Jays. Sometimes, if the peanut has the classic "Mr. Peanut" shape, with a very small 'waist', I will break it in half. I only do that if I'm sure the nut will not fall out of the shell. The Blue Jays love the peanuts. And I like watching them crack open those shells.
I have to watch the show through the window though. If I'm outside, they swoop on down and right back up without stopping. If I turn my back, the peanuts are gone in a flash. So mostly I watch through a window.
Sometimes they swoop on down and grab a nut on the fly. Other times they pick one up, drop it, pick up another, and sometimes go back to the first one. I think they're weighing them. They want the best value for their effort. Some effort. Free peanuts. I have also seen them take a small one, get it way back in their throat and grab another. Greedy!
And sometimes, a Jay will come down right after the last one has been plucked from the dish. He looks a little confused.
If he would let me I'd give him one. But then I'd probably have them all flocking me like a scene from 'The Birds'. If I was going to be scared of a bird, it would probably be a Blue Jay. They are fierce looking, with sharp beaks. But they're a smart bird. They show up every morning, waiting. When the peanuts are gone they go to the feeder like the other birds.
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