silverjimmy

My cat has made a friend. Every morning, and many evenings, (and all day for all I know), a bluejay (ok -- it may not be a true bluejay, it's one of those blue/grey corvid looking birds that are all over socal) showed up one morning a week ago, on our fence, squawking at the cat while he sat at the screen door. And thus began the daily ritual. Every morning, the bird shows up and squawks at the cat incessantly. He shows up before the cat is at the window, in fact, and gets the cat to come over. And boy howdy does the cat bust out with his "machine gun meow" that lets you know he has found prey (and, oddly enough, alerting the prey of the pending danger). And thus goes the banter, quite literally, each taking their turn: squawk, me-e-e-e-e-e-e-ow, squawk, me-e-e-e-e-e-ow, ... And when the cat isn't at the door, the bird will come up to the door to squawk. And when the cat is outside, the bird follows him around, squawk squawk squawk. Truly bizarre. It was cute at first, but I must say it is getting old now.