
Even the mourning doves fly away when the squirrels arrive, however, and the squirrels arrive often. They climb up and around the iron pole, grab the top of the bird feeder with their hind legs, and reach down to the seeds with their front legs. Watching them do this is mildly entertaining. Watching them scramble back up, around, down, and off through the air to the nearest tree is really fun.
At first they would run wildly away when they saw me approaching from inside the house, yards from the glass door. Gradually they learned I was no threat until I reached the door and started to open it. Now even that will only make them freeze and wait to see if I'll really come any closer.
But ALL of the little creatures disappear when the hawks arrive. A pair of them have been hanging around for more than a week now, and we haven't had to refill the bird feeder nearly as often.
We haven't seen one swoop down on a smaller bird or squirrel, but those creatures seem to consider it a distinct possibility. So far we've seen them perched on this tree stump (the remainder of the tree that fell on our house), or on the deck railing, or in a nearby tree, or soaring above the trees with a loud and annoying caw-caw-caw-caw as they go. They may be trying to establish their territory, because it sure isn't to attract their prey.
