This Gray Catbird has been making an appearance lately, but he certainly hasn’t been relaxed! Every time I’ve seen him so far he’s been in that “fight or flight” stance, which I’m pretty sure we can blame on the resident Mockingbirds – his not so friendly family members!
Usually, the Catbirds come for the fresh water, but occasionally they (like almost every other backyard bird) help themselves to a bit of Bark Butter.
Some find these fellows rather dull in their appearance, but I think they look elegant – as if they are all decked on in a charcoal tux. And besides, if you were to get a peek at their velvety red undergarments you would surely join me in finding them fancy.
These birds are the type that you usually hear their presence long before you see them; their call, a cross between a cat’s meow and a baby’s cry, is quite distinctive. Still, I guess they don’t want to be totally predictable, as they also do a mighty fine imitation of a croaking frog.
Although the Catbirds don’t show up on a daily basis, I always enjoy their presence when they do decide to stop by.