Rain causes tree. He was not especially prompt in sailing down on invitation, but when at last he did, it was seen that he was absolutely dry, and in fact, when he shook himself, a small cloud of dust floated away. The evidence, therefore, supports the probability of this having been his first public appearance for the day, in which event, the rain would seem to have been the controlling factor in keeping him so late in his bunk. There was no wind and the temperature was mild. Of course whatever caused yesterday's divergence from form may have had something to do with it. About 2:30 P.M. he was at his post on the west lot and came over the fence on call rather reluctantly to get his second mouse for the day. He would not come up into the garden farther. (On account of the pheasant's still being present, though out of sight?) Incidentally this pheasant is beginning to tag me about and twice, on seeing me, has come partly running and partly flying without my having made overtures to him. No thrasher song heard during the day. October 31st. The rain, only about 4/100 of an inch total for the 24 hour period, ceased about noon yesterday. Today was summer-like. No thrasher song heard during the day. R not in house at 9:30 A.M. Rhody was not in his house at 9:30 A.M., did not use his observation post on the west lot much, and was not seen inside the fence until about 2:30 P.M., when he appeared in the garden and followed hopefully to the mouse abode. The pheasant was 20 or 30 feet away and R appeared to disregard him, until that bird sauntered up to us to observe affairs, Rhody as it proved, being the attraction. He came to within 6 feet of Rhody and seemed satisfied. Rhody crouched momentarily facing the pheasant, then began to wipe his bill on the fallen leaves and the two birds drifted apart indifferently. There was no evidence of real hostility on the part of either bird. During the day it was learned that the pheasant belongs to Dr. Morse whose home is 200 yards or so to the west and lower down in the canyon. At present the bird is sleeping at night in the oak at the south-west corner of the living room. November 1st. Summery weather continuing. Early thrasher song. In the early morning, beginning before sunrise, which is "officially" at 6:35 A.M., the thrashers were singing loudly west of the house. Singing ceased by 8 o'clock. Increasing tolerance of R and P? Although the pheasant is still conspicuously occupying the garden, Rhody came for his meat and was sunning himself near the glade at about 9:45 A.M. Perhaps the two birds now realize that neither is a source of danger to the other. Rhody gathers an audience. 10:50 A.M. I looked up Rhody a few minutes ago and was guided by the scolding of Bewick wrens and Plain Titmice (titmouses if you prefer) to the pine near the cage. Here R was sitting beneath it on a wood-pile gazing interestedly up at his inquisitors, amongst whom it was now observed there were red-breasted nuthatches and golden-crowned sparrows also.