This sentiment always makes me laugh. We have a large family or three that live in the area and hang out on our feeder and water. They get pushed around by the morning doves, woodpeckers and sparrows. Cardinals and house finches spaz out on their own and fly off.
Yes! Educating people on the value of Blue Jays and trying to dispell the myths about them is important. Know my mom constantly is telling coworkers and others about how the Blue Jays get a bad rap. The ones around us have a mile plus wide communication network that gets the word out about predators and food being available. Kind of cool to hear them if you’re on a walk and then see the hawk they’re chasing/warning about.
My mother’s front yard has 2 medium sized Crepe Myrtles that several generations of mockingbirds have claimed to raise their young. The males fight like crazy, and they never, ever, ever shut up.
For mine I watched the big male hold a Carolina Wren down and murder it while the others of the Wren’s group tried to dive bomb and harass the Blue Jay.
I’m not sure what the Wren’s did to it, but it made me like the Jays a little less.
This sentiment always makes me laugh. We have a large family or three that live in the area and hang out on our feeder and water. They get pushed around by the morning doves, woodpeckers and sparrows. Cardinals and house finches spaz out on their own and fly off.
I’ve got a birdfeeder with a camera and can confirm that Blue Jays are NOT the bullies 99% of the time!
Yes! Educating people on the value of Blue Jays and trying to dispell the myths about them is important. Know my mom constantly is telling coworkers and others about how the Blue Jays get a bad rap. The ones around us have a mile plus wide communication network that gets the word out about predators and food being available. Kind of cool to hear them if you’re on a walk and then see the hawk they’re chasing/warning about.
My mother’s front yard has 2 medium sized Crepe Myrtles that several generations of mockingbirds have claimed to raise their young. The males fight like crazy, and they never, ever, ever shut up.
For mine I watched the big male hold a Carolina Wren down and murder it while the others of the Wren’s group tried to dive bomb and harass the Blue Jay.
I’m not sure what the Wren’s did to it, but it made me like the Jays a little less.