1770 a mouse there by Julio an hour or so earlier. At 10 A.M., still there. At 11 A.M. " " At 11:40 he was puffed out in the shade at the top of the bank above the fig tree looking very glum and discontented with the world. He brightened up, however, when I offered worms, but persisted in remaining in the shade at the top of the bank fully exposed to the S.E. breeze, although ten feet in front of him was bright sun and a perfectly calm place. At 12 M. I gave him a small mouse there (the first one also having been small). A little later he came around to the north side of the house and stationed himself where he could be out of the wind and watch me doing some garden work a couple of yards away. He stayed with me for a half hour then drifted away. He did not go to No.2 at all, but slept back in No.1 again. No thrasher song was heard during the day, but there was frequent calling and scrapping with some "conversation" in nearby trees in marginal territory. November 30th. Little change from yesterday. Thrashers quiet, but about the place. Rhody returned to sleep in No.1. December 1st to 3rd, incl. During this period there were rains nearly every night and one day on which heavy rain fell for several hours. On that day all the birds seen, except one spotted towhee, were externally very wet; this included the two thrashers, who looked like drowned rats but had good appetites, and Rhody, who persisted in sitting in the rain near house No.1, where he was given a mouse. He slept in No.1 all three nights, had one to two small mice each day, coming up here for them every day except on the second. On the third he came to the door of the shop where I was working, looked in at me and rattled his bill softly to let me know he was on hand and in receptive mood. On the 2nd. thrasher full song was heard for a few minutes about 8 A.M. December 4th. (Sunrise 7:09; sunset 4:50). The sun rose in a clear sky, 54°. At 8 A.M. full thrasher song sounded in the garden and I went out at once to investigate. One bird was singing from the top of an acacia on the south bank and another one was sitting quietly in the almond tree a few feet away. I tossed a worm toward the acacia. Song ceased abruptly and Neo, for it was he, sailed down at once for it and came eagerly for more worms. He was very hungry and, for him, tame. His mate merely watched and talked a little, but did not join the feast. The Anna hummer. This bird is much stronger, lively and apparently taking an interest in life. It now can fly about in the cage fairly well, but its right wing droops badly and its left foot is almost useless. It can not yet hover in the air and may never be able to do so and if not, it probably will not be able to take care of it itself if released.