Who's Watching The Watchers?

Day 7: I am not the only member of the family who finds amusement in birdwatching, but unlike many cats, Tippy is quite content to merely watch. The only time he shows any inclination otherwise is when one of my avian friends flutters against the window to let me know that the feeders need refilling. The suet feeder hangs a foot away from the glass, and its visitors include the usual complement of Steller's Jays, Spotted Towhees, Dark-eyed Juncoes and so on, but lately, three Canada Jays have been quite literally hanging around. This has gone on for several weeks now, the longest time they've stayed. My suet budget has been adjusted upward accordingly because...well, because you just can't let a sweet little jaybird go hungry now, can you? The Nuthatch also occasionally stops by, and the Chickadees have returned from summer vacation, chattering with great enthusiasm about their experiences. Wildfire smoke must surely affect birds and critters in many of the same ways it affects humans. Maybe their internal weather sensors are telling them that the rain is coming. I hope so, because I have only the NOAA forecast to rely on.