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He did not take the meat. The sparrow was probably enough for the
time being. If so, why did he go to the cage? It seems probable
that interest in the birds inside and in the mirror formed at least
a part of his motive.
Dec. 6th.
At 10:30 A.M. a female quail was sitting in Brownie's nest,
apparently "frozen", though I saw no hawks about. I then looked
up B to see what were his views on the hawk situation at the moment.
However, he saw me first, and was seen running toward me at the
oval lawn, casting apprehensive glances at all high points, and
keeping close to the shrubbery. He selected safe vantage points
for observation purposes, and when the worm idea became too strong,
flew to my knee, from about 30 feet away; flying being the quickest
way across the open space. I returned to the nest, thinking that B
might go there after having worms (as he frequently does) hoping
to see what he would do about the quail, who was still there after
20 minutes. However, he did not come, but entered the bushes.
As I watched a hawk flew from the ground and entered the same
clump of shrubbery, and as I approached it, flew to the glade.
I returned with the gun, but could not get a shot at him. Strangely,
Brownie was now perched high in the old oak singing full song with
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the hawk not over 50 feet away. It seems impossible for him to have
been aware of the presence of that bird. The hawk flew north into
one of the pines, but I could not find him. B continued his song
indefinitely. Curiously, also, the quail were entering the glade,
but not in panic, at the same time as the hawk. I could not see
it well enough to tell whether it was a "shootworthy" one or not.
Perhaps not, although the birds were concerned about some creature.
I found Rhody at the west fence where he was fed yesterday
morning. He soon crawled under it and came toward me. When he
was within reach of my hand, I tried tossing worms to him "on the