Our snowbird has returned from a balmy winter. Last fall was the second year he left La Crosse for points south.
Depending upon the weather, It takes him anywhere from a few days to several weeks to head south, and again for his return trip. Why does the weather cause such a variance in his travel time? Because our snowbird happens to be a robin.
We have lived in the same country setting for six years. Last spring was the first time “the bully” showed up to dine on the ripened fruit from our crab apple tree. The apples give the birds energy, especially if they are continuing on their flight to points north. The previous four years robins came in flocks and munched in peace until the tree was picked bare.
Not anymore!!! Bully Boy has already staked his claim. The second another bird drops in for, what is in his mind an uninvited meal, Whoosh!!! Bully Boy swoops in to chase it away and save the day!
Our tree is loaded with crab apples, so there are plenty to go around. But ol’ Bully Boy has taken the tree captive for yet another spring.
There is no way to stop The Intimidator. In fact, he tries to stop US!! If we go outside for any reason, look out!! Here. He. Comes!! He takes a beak-dive straight at us to get just close enough with a less-than-gentle reminder to steer clear of “his” territory!
As other robins pass through our area headed for their summer destination, the tree comes alive with so many robins it resembles a magnified busy bees’ nest. Yet, Bully Boy doesn’t let his guard down. He does his best to ward them off.
Last spring, at the height of it all, our yard resembled a war zone with The Intimidator continually diving and chasing others in the air and on the ground! It was then when the Outdoors Guy and I actually started feeling sorry for the poor thing. He was so overworked chasing others away, we wondered how he had time to eat any apples himself!!!
Yet, as each new day dawned, there he was… and is today, the lone robin perching in the crab apple tree, the neighbor’s tree, on a rock below the tree, or on our rooftop… ready… waiting…
It looks like it will be another interesting spring at “the tree.” In the meantime, I’m wondering… did his mom not teach him to share… OR… can bird brains have mental illness???!!!