Late yesterday afternoon I spotted a mama Scrub Jay and her baby in an ancient, nearly dead apple tree. This is what I'm
sure (imagined) I heard them say to each other:
"Hungry, mama. Gettin' real hungry..."
"Well, I'll zip down here and see what there is for you to eat. Be patient, honey."
"There...I think..."
"Mama, my tummy's growling!"
"Just a second, honey. I see a nice, fat...
At this point the mother hopped off the log and caught a large, beautiful bug of some sort and fed it to her hungry baby. I'm sorry I didn't take a picture, I just couldn't bear to watch the baby eat the poor bug. But, the poor mother. Was the baby grateful? This is what the baby said after eating the bug:
"Well, it took you long enough! Is that all there is? I'm hungry..."
Poor Mama. I'm certain I heard her sigh loudly as she flew to search for more bugs...