While the house finches take turns being "top dog" at the bird feeder in a hierarchy I can't decifer,
the mourning doves wait patiently below for whatever the more aggressive birds flick aside. For some reason the doves also sit almost thumbing their noses at our fat cat as she runs in their direction. They take flight at the very last minute. Funny birds…
Thank you so much Mary Ann. I’ll have to experiment to find Bella’s best angle before I expose her to the public!
Let’s see a photo of your fine fat feline friend! I have two of them … brothers. Nicki, all the recent recognition is truly deserved. Thank you.