Arlo and Janis by Jimmy Johnson for November 02, 2022

You can’t wise up a chump Arlo! He’s trying to guilt you!

No, the squirrel is in Cancun.

Out-of-season?

Arlo get off your duff and fill the bird feeder.

I used to feed a ferel cat, and if I was late, she’d sit outside and yell at me to serve her breakfast already.

There are winter birds in my neighborhood. Robin’s and Wrens.

That’s assuming there’s any habitat left to migrate to.

To many people blocking his way on the other side.

Global warming is affecting global swarming.

I like it, made me smile

When I moved to Oregon, I was surprised to see robins year-round. Turns our there are two populations: the Alaskans and the Californians. Someone got a PhD proving that.

“Hey, Cabana-Boy! What do I have to do to get served in this seedy place?”

I always loved putting out seed and watching the happy birds. I could live with the squirrels, but the bears made it impossible. My house became a stop on their food trail, so the feeder had to go.

We’re in the south and our feeders (seed and nectar) were so popular and the babies were a joy to watch, and then recently most birds stopped coming. The food and water are kept clean and fresh and I’ve seen no predators. Apparently eating habits are dictated by season, nesting patterns, and availability of insects. Mr. Google assures me they’ll come back.

He’s late and wanted to fill up on fuel before leaving…

“I’m a birdbrain. My GPS needs recalibration.”

People shouldn’t mess in natural processes without a great deal of thought and dire circumstances

Im not due in Guadalajara for a week, slacker!

Only the strong survive….

Feed him, Arlo!

Help the birds, lazy.

The blue jays let me know when the peanut feeder is empty. They are really stashing them now.