1262 September 21st. Road-runner near Lake Chabot This morning I went out to the territory where Archie was released, near Lake Chabot, and followed a seldom used road inside the reservation, which follows along the top of a ridge in typical road-runner country. Their tracks and droppings were found at many places and one road-runner was seen. This bird was very wild and sought cover in the chaparral at once. This was about a mile from where A was released and several hundred feet higher. Thrasher song "everywhere". Thrasers were singing all about and, during the two hours I was there, there was seldom a time when they could not be heard. Judging by Brownie, the active part of the moult (when feathers are actually being lost) is finished and there is a revival of song. Rhody was not seen during the day, but he visited the cage three times for meat. A new hazard for Rhody. A new hazard has been introduced locally now: a police dog at the house across the street. Rhody is afraid of it. September 22nd. Thrasher song. Thrasher song continues to be heard in all directions. R changes morning territory. R unusually nervous. This morning he was found in his old place in the west lot, coming to the fence at once to reach through the netting for worms. He was extremely nervous, though apparently not afraid of me, raising and lowering his crest and tail constantly, starting at every sound, listening intently and peering in all directions through the openings in the surrounding growth. The dog above mentioned was lying in front of the house, but out of sight. I am inclined to think that Rhody has had some disagreeable experience with it. Certainly I have not seen him so wary for a long time. R's moult unfinished. It was noticed that there are many short pin-feathers in his crest. His tail feathers have not all grown out to full length as yet, so that the pattern of white spots is incomplete. B's moult ditto. It was also noticed a few minutes later that Brownie has some feathers in his wings that have not yet grown to full length. September 23rd. Much thrasher song. Full and subr. New call by N. R has a meat-day. Much song by Brownie during the day, especially in the morning. Most of it was full song from high places, which seemed to more or less directed at distant birds, but some of it was under-song while sitting at ease in the hedges and low shrubbery. This seemed to be for his own benefit, although it may have been intended to keep in touch with Nova. Nova developed a strange, new call that did not sound like a thrasher's at all. She seems to be an anomaly amongst thrashers in song. Rhody wanted no mice today, preferring meat and refusing to follow me to the shop-yard on the one occasion when I invited him there.