06/25/2022
Feeling smug. I’ve “trained” the starlings to vacate the feeder when I say “no starlings”—-true, this is a lesson that has to be re-learned (actually, I”m pretty sure they’re just programmed to test me) every couple of days or so. I have to be present and willing to follow through with a flick from the 8’ fly rod. BUT the really cool thing is that Rex the Red-belly is trusting me enough to wait until the starlings zip off. Like Pavlov: bell, dinner, drool. Eventually, you don’t need the dinner to get the drool. So: “no starlings”, fly rod flick, starlings leave. Eventually, the fly rod is not necessary (but always to hand). The cool thing, the really cool thing, is the trust of the other birds (bluebirds, finches, and now Rex!)