jay was raised at
home. I shall never forget its calls and this head sticking out of the
artificial nest begging for food as I wuold approach. Once she could
stand on its legs and trying its first flights, she would jump onto my
bed on the morning to claim food.
I would then wake up with an open beak near my face. Once adult, I set
her free, which was a very happy moment for me and for her.
Nevertheless, instead of getting away to join its kind, from that day
on, she never left me. She began to sleep in a stone oak tree net to
the house and at day break she would come and stand by the window of my
bedroom, clutching the glass separators of the window and would call
me. She knew which was my bedroom.
I would stay long inside the house, she would seek me at all the
windows looking for me. Often I would let her in (when i was alone).
She would have breakfast with me, she only did not like milk.
the day she would follow me everywhere, would I walk, bike or even when
I would go on the motorbike. She would hide screws and other objects, I
was using for work, under some cloth in the workshop or even up my
sleeves or on my neck.
day she must have followed me far away after the motorbike and got
lost. she disappeard for a long while. Until one day I went to visit a
friend at a neighbour village bout 5km away. As i was passing in front
of the house, I heard a jag calling. I looked to the side and I
astonishing, saw "the" jay in a cage. She was gripping the cage grid
and was calling me, distressed.
There was joy and despair in her call (I learnt to recognise a little
their language). Of course, she went back home with me that day.
I returned from a three months trip from Africa, the jay had not been
seen for a long time. I tought she found it too long without my
presence and went away. But i was wrong, this afternoon I suddenly
heard a jay very upset above my head.
Ther she was on a cable looking at me and complaining and telling me
off just like a spouse would with her husband who would come back
drunk home. Despite my calming voice, she did not want to come to me
and kept shouting at me a while longer. She did not came to greet me
that day, but the next day she was in a good mood again and all was
like before... ar nearly. That is the day I found out it was a she. She
insited in having me follow her up a tree, which I did and to my
astonishment, there she had started a nest. I had to help building the
nest, handing her small twigs that she would place in the nest. The
nest was very well made, quite modern with pieces of wire and rope,
thing a jay would never use normally.She layed three eggs on which she
sat for a long time but they never ecloded. I decided then to borrow an
egg from another jay nest, but it was late in the season and the only
nest I found was of a starling bird with five babies. I took two of
them and substitued the jay eggs with them. She was suprised with the
look of them, but after I encouraged her and congratulated her, she
accepted them. She raised them with dedication and joy. At puberty, the
flu away and never came back. Those birds live in flocks and are very
next year I decided to go study to Great Britain. I was feeling bad for
her to leave her alone for such al ong time. She was again sitting on
eggs by that time and the day before my departure she had disappeard.
This is how ends a story which lasted three years.