My next door neighbor, an elderly man, is a Zoologist.
He is a retired professor from the University of Wisconsin.
I had heard a rumor around our neighborhood that he knows more about Blue Jays than possibly anyone in the world.
So when I saw him outside yesterday, I approached him
with a burning question I've been meaning to ask him...
Do Blue Jays fall in love?
I'd been noticing a pair of Blue Jays in his back yard bird feeder.
"Well it depends who you ask," he replied.
"I believe they do.
They are quite picky about finding a mate and stay a pair until one dies."
Sigh.
Just what I was hoping to hear.
What a crazy role Love has in evolution...and this is just touching upon a tip of the iceberg.
