I was worried. All my feathered friends were present and accounted for– the cardinals, bluebirds, titmice, chickadees, doves, robins, bluebirds, sparrows, thrushes, assorted finches and woodpeckers. But no catbirds.
Last year, I had two families of catbirds. They practically camped out at my suet feeder, constantly pecking off pieces of the C & S Peanut Suet to feed their young.
But this year, they were a no-show. Until this week.
I finally saw a catbird at the front yard feeder. Then two more. They’re finally back, and I am most relieved.
Catbirds are one of the friendliest birds in my yard. I can walk within a few feet, and they don’t seem to mind, as long as I keep them in suet. They also have a beautiful voice and sometimes present a pleasant evening concert from the highest limbs.
They also meow, like a cat, thus their name. This morning, one of them flew to the back feeder with me and fussed. He or she wanted a refill on the suet log. But I don’t mind. With catbirds back, all is well in the Brewer back yard.
