Dan loved the variety of birds which came either to stay from spring to fall or passed through in the spring and fall on their way to other places.
It seemed that the robins and the cardinals led the way each spring with their early arrivals. Then those starlings showed up with the crows who just stayed.
The finches and the smaller hawks seem to note the arrival of early summer. And the geese? They seem to just simply show up one morning!
But Dan’s favorite bird was the Blue Jay. It’s loud voice seem to proceed its arrival by a minute or two and its blue colors stood out at the bird feeders.
One day Dan was playing outside and heard a commotion near one of the feeders the jays used the most. Birds took off in all directions as the commotion continued.
Quickly and quietly Dan walked to the edge of the barn and peeked around the corner. What he saw made him sad and then angry.
“NO!” he cried. “Leave the bird alone!”
One of the barn cats, Milton, had caught a young jay and was dodging another jay trying to free it from the cat’s mouth.
“NO MILTON! NO!”
But with a quick dash, the cat, with the bird still in its mouth, dashed in between a space in the cracked siding and disappeared into the darkness.
Silence prevailed. Tears flowed, too.