Zeus woke from his nap in the bushes behind the house with the bird feeder. Lizzie and Tina had watched him eat their offering before he made his way to his favorite napping spot. It was the chatter of the birds that woke him.
Six house finches are hopping around the feeder taking turns getting some seeds. One appears more aggressive occasionally knocking one of the others off the feeder as he went for more. There is plenty of food but they eat like it might be their last meal.
A grackle lands on the rail of the porch opposite the feeder. He announces himself with a rude "Mine!"
A couple of the finches flinch but they stay around the feeder. One glances back at the grackle and shrugs his shoulders.
The grackle takes a step closer on the rail and repeats "Mine!"
The aggressive finch ironically answers, "Wait your turn!"
The other finches added "Yeah!" in agreement.
The grackle tilts his head, takes a step forward and then a step back. After a few seconds he flies off to the west.
Zeus is impressed with how the finches had stood their ground. He is well rested and ready to patrol.
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