Here remained there for a long time singing, calling, doing nothing and fussing with the twigs. The platform, if anything, looks smaller. About 11 o'clock he had a long range singing contest with thrashers due east at the north west corner of the Robinson place. For several minutes he sang from the old oak, then moved to the top of an isolated acacia tree about midway between the two points. The distant birds continued their singing and B frequently joined in from his perch. In ten minutes or so the other birds came straggling over one at a time to Brownie's tree, then gradually scattered, eventually going back to the Robinsons' leaving B alone. However, he joined them in the end, and up till 4:30 P.M. had not returned here, but the singing did not stop, except for relative short periods. Bb was the only thrasher I could find here during this time. He did not join the convention at all. At the Reynolds's, their birds had also disappeared. 4:55 P.M. I find that Rhody, if not too hungry, will play with a live lizard as a cat plays with a mouse. A lizard was given him about 4. He put it on the ground (the lizard "playing possum") and walked about it in a circle glancing at it sidewise, and occasionally picking it up by the tail or a foot to stimulate it into activity, then laying it down again and watching it. Whenever the lizard thought it had a chance, it bolted, but Rhody was after it each time like a flash and never let it get far away. This procedure was enacted 10 times in about a half hour, Rhody finally swallowing his prey without having apparently injured it seriously; although, its tail had come off in the meantime and wriggled about on the ground. Rhody was having a splendid time, posing, pretending to be indifferent and flirting his wings in a horizontal plane--a peculiar gesture that he makes when interested. At 5:35 Brownie and Nova (later identified) were seen running