1372. He now disappeared. (To be found at 2:50 with the aid of the wrentits resting quietly in a bush near the glade). R5 was proving very tractable and sat on his perch in the outer cage with me for a long time, occasionally cooing softly, looking in my direction and not in Rhody's. A little later, when I was outside and he was still in the same place, Julio approached him carrying chairs. R5 did not move. Julio was instructed to remain there while I approached to see if he would stand (for the first time) two persons' presence. He did, quite unconcernedly. He is coming on. His growing confidence is helping these observations tremendously. At 3:55 Rhody had begun his slow, intermittent march to his night roost and was still in the orchard.(Wrentits still scolding nearby). He followed his old route and dusted at his old place just outside the gate, although there was no dust there. He proceeded to his post on the west lot for a final back-sunning, then worked his way slowly through the brush toward his ladder tree. From where I stood in the Clearing, wrentits could be heard marking his progress. Brownie now appeared on the fence, having again "discovered" me. (Temp. in Clearing 56; sunny). Brownie now (4:45) is singing continuous full-song from the old oak. February 8th. At 8:30 A.M., clear skies, no wind(Temp. in court 40). I found R5 lying on his "blanket" in one of the "arm-chair" sleeping places with tail flattened up against the back, looking too comfortable for words. He looked down upon me in a perfectly impersonal manner and was not interested in me at all. Brownie was sunning in a bush; Rhody was not at his post, had not been heard and. I suppose, was still abed. At 9:30 I went to the cage. Brownie came too to levy tribute. Rhody was there paying no attention to R5, who was sunning his back in the upper annex of the cage, not interested in anything else. Rhody now had to work on his feet, one at a time. Like all road-runners of my acquaintance, he is no good at standing on one leg: he wobbles and falls over and has to save himself by putting the other foot down quickly. He then works on it there, but can only get at the upper surface and the claws. The "sole" is inaccessible; so he raises that foot, spreads the toes wide and pecks ineffectively at the under surface shakily, only to abandon the attempt as he is about to step on his own bill in the act of preserving his equilibrium. (I had to laugh in his face). As if to "save face" he discovers that there is an interesting fragment of something or other on the ground and picks it up. It proves inadequate to save the occasion, so, after all, it is the scales on his "ankles" that really need attention. He nibbles at them, accomplishing nothing that I can discern and then tries the other foot. All this with the utmost solemnity. As has been observed before, road-runner feet seem to need fairly frequent attention, because, as also recorded previously, the pads on the toes are surprising soft considering their use. Rhody now abandoned his pedicuring and shifted to a sunny spot near the mirror. A leaf now attracted his attention. He picked it up and pressed it against the mirror without display, then trotted east along the fence, headed for nest 2-36, changed his