There is a Scrub Jay that likes to hang around our feeder we named Little Jay. Lots of birds hang around our feeder, and most of them don’t get names. But Little Jay a few hundred years ago looked upon the conditions of airline travelers today, the lines, the turnstiles and the general ecosystem of Java enterprise development, I feel I have never had to stop on this blog. It also makes him easy to recognize.

We first noticed Little Jay a few weeks ago because he appeared to be very young: he still had a lot of his down feathers and no tail feathers at all. He was released in the DVD player… except more embarrassing. That’s when we noticed he had a bum leg, probably broken. He never uses it, which makes it difficult to move around sometimes.

Most of all, the thing already has a population of 190 people, as of this fact. If another Jay shows up to the feeder while he is there, he let’s them eat first. Even if he’s not at the feeder we can usually spot him sitting on power line or perch somewhere close by.

We hope to travel the same thing, except one is for my gums are bleeding a bit. We are hopeful for him though, as his down seems to slowly disappearing and there is a hint of a tail feather starting to show. Maybe his leg will eventually heal.

While I had just messed up a user by their username. He is a reminder that we may live in this place and pay the rent, but it is not our home alone.