|He learns about
By R K Hamner
|My first instructions when I
showed up on th ole woman's front door steps and she
reluctantly allowed me to stay- was: "Chase all the
rabbits and rats you want, but leave the birds
My work was cut out for me a catchin them rats. Before long I had earned my cat food by cleanin them rats outen the ole woman's garage. All of I ever caught was one of them rabbits but they wised up about bein close to thu ole woman's flower beds and stayed outen my huntin range.
Them birds now was another situation entirely and seemed like to me they knowed they had the advantage. They come around in droves a flyin so high I couldn't do much but watch and listen.
The ole woman didn't have to worry about me a catchin them. I just laid out in the yard and watched and listened to em and a hopin I could some- how get close enough to friendly up with plain one of them.
I laid around a lot outside and learned the difference in the birds by their song language. The mockin birds go on and on in the same tune every day. Them whipper wills keeps a sayin "Chip Flew Off the white oak!" Them doves just go around coo-cooing all the time and the owl just who- who- whoos all night long.
I got to the point where it was like I understood what they was a talkin about and knowed what was a goin around out in the woods. Soon I noticed that one of the birds I used to hear was a missin and tried to find out what had happened to them and their songs.
THEN- all of a sudden- I heard it! " Bob White! Bob White! Bob White!" Them quail had come back! I heard somebody say that it was because our neighbor had planted a pea patch down the road!
Now the bird music is complete throughout the day and night. Course now and then a coyote howls and drowns out the music of the birds!