I looked atop every one of his highest perches and he was nowhere to be found. It's usually not difficult to find him sitting on one of the highest branches or even the power pole. I repeatedly turned my head from left to right scanning across the yard for Ziggy. 10 minutes had passed and no sight of him. I checked the bird fountain, perches, and all the feeders, and nothing! As I looked at the feeder to my right, something very tiny caught my eye. There he was 10 feet to my right sitting on a stake we had in the lawn. It seemed a bit humorous as I was scanning left to right across the garden, so was Ziggy. His tiny little head was twitching left to right, also watching over his garden.
You seriously start to get attached to these tiny little creatures that look so insignificant in size, but so large in personality and character.
As my wife and I were getting into the car and leaving the yard a week ago, Ziggy had to roast by and perch on a dead stick right in front of the car. He seems to have drawn an attachment to us, just like we have to him. We spend hours walking through the garden, weeding and doing much other yard work, and there he sits right above us with little fear and more curiosity. He watches me clean the feeders, and replace with new ones, and always seems to keep a close eye on us.
It makes me curious to the depth of his understanding. I try not to personalize their behavior because I know it falls well short of ours, but there is a learning capability within that tiny little brain, and every time I see him do something in relation to one of us it makes me wonder just how much does he really know?
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