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I certainly hope he isn't going to try to catch it and cook it?
Because that would be rather ghastly.
Of course, it must seem awfully tempting when one's been previously subsisting on scorpions, lizards and beetles.
It seemed to me that, somehow,
the blue jay was trying to communicate with me.
I would see him fly into the house across the way,
pick up the telephone, and dial.
My phone would ring, and it would be him,
but it was just this squawking and cheeping.
"What!? What!?" I would yell back,
but he never did speak English.
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Mademoiselle
on May 9, 2007 at 5:47 PM
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