Early, a male Townsend's Warbler stopped by.
"The black throat means I'm a boy."
"Yup. I am a girl without the black throat."
Then, a Red-breasted Nuthatch made a beeline flying straight onto the suet with a yell.
Nuthatch: "This is my suet. Do you know that?"
Townsend's: "I'm sorry, but the backyard owner lets me
share the suet during the cold months. I am a winter bird after all."
share the suet during the cold months. I am a winter bird after all."
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