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The other day the writer watched an interesting game of tag among the branches of the firs and cedars across the road from the Museum Building. The participants were two Stellar Jays and a Douglas Squirrel but the object of the chase - unless it was to thoroughly exasperate the squirrel - could not be fathomed. It was the first time that the Naturalist had seen a Douglas Squirrel that did not have ambition enough to chatter. Evidently he was to well winded by his efforts, for the Jays led him into all sorts of precarious positions and while they hopped, with the aid of their wings, nimbly from one branch or tree to another the Douglas Squirrel was forced to exert himself to the utmost to gain the vantage point of the Jays -- only to find that his tormentors had vanished to an equally inaccessible place somewhere else. The long distance "hops" on the part of the Squirrel, while rather futile and foolish in the light of the easy manner in which the Jays flew about, were in a sense rather heroic and could not help but excite the admiration. And speaking of Douglas Squirrels, one of these frisky fellows visited the Ranger meeting the other day. That is he gave us all the once ever from the outside, peering through the windows in such an inquisitive manner, that he came very near breaking the meeting up. Evidently our looks weren't to his liking and he busied himself with hiding a piece of bread, that he had foraged from somewhere, in a crack between two huge joist logs of the new Administration Building porch - tamping it out of sight with his nose. <>This brought out a story from Ranger Carl Tice who had watched a Squirrel hide a nut in a rock crevice near the Park Entrance. Directly overhead observing the procedure watched a Stellar Jay whose mouth was evidently watering in expectation of the tempting feast. But the Squirrel had done his job so well that even the most detailed searching on the part of the feathered robber were futile and he had to give up his search for the tit-bit. So if you self sorry for the Douglas Squirrel at the beginning of this story don't waste to much sympathy upon him. He is perfectly able to take care of himself.One of the events of the past week was a Housewarming at the new Administration Building. The following morning a few sandwiches that had been left over from the "food" of the night before were placed out doors for the birds and squirrels. First come, first served was the order of the manner in which they were disposed gave evidence that "a good time was had by all". Most of our visitors are more careful but there are some that leave momentoes of their week end excursions in the form of miscellaneous scatterings of orange peelings, crusts of bread, etc. This sort of thing is discouraged but it reacts to the benefit of the birds who flock about the Museum Building every Monday morning to enjoy, and clean up, any discarded food that may be found. Ravens, Jays, Camp Robbers, Crows, Woodpeckers, and others are much in evidence then. |
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19-Feb-2001