The cable guy hasn’t arrived, but I’m getting a little wi-fi leakage from the neighborhood, so let’s carpe the signal, eh? Also, I notice my total number of posts has reached 666. Can’t let that sit for long, lest the Rapture catch me nappin’.
Anyway, I just wanted to take note of something that happened today when I was making my bed. I heard a thump at the window that I’ve come to identify as a misguided bird. When I looked down to see how the thumper was doing, however, I saw a scene that reminded me how nature is red in tooth, claw and beak.
Two birds, a grackle and a robin, had ganged up on a sparrow, which I assume was the bird that hit the window. Both had their wings spread and lowered in threat posture, and were taking turns pecking the crap out of this little sparrow. After a few pokes the robin backed off, but the grackle was merciless. Every time the sparrow would try to rise to an upright position, he’d move in for another smackdown. When it finally was still, the grackle picked the corpse up in its beak and flew away.
My jaw dropped. I thought grackles ate worms and grubs and other junk on the lawn. I had no idea they were predators.
Turns out I don’t know much: In rare instances, Common Grackles will attack and eat small birds and lizards, and in coastal areas they forage at the tide line for small invertebrates, even wading into the water to capture live fish.
So at least it was a rare occurrence. Sort of cool to see, in a bloodthirsty way, of course.