Feeding and watching the birds is a favorite past time of mine. We have feeders all around the house. It's fun to see the different personalities of the birds. The finches are very social and will feed in large groups. The mockingbird chases away the other birds when he comes to feed. And then there's the doves. Doves are not the smartest birds in the yard. We've watched them become confused at the feeders with clear tops. They can see the food but they can't seem to get to it when they are perched on the clear top. One made it to the feeding deck on another clear feeder only to become stuck for a short time while trying to figure out why he couldn't fly through the clear plastic. But doves are sort of endearing in their own way. And they are one bird species that mate for life. So it was a bit heart wrenching yesterday when we spotted a dead dove on the patio and his "spouse" staying nearby waiting for him to wake up. (I'm not sure which gender died and which remained to tell the truth.) She stayed by his side for HOURS and would occasionally poke and nudge him trying to get him to wake up and fly away with her. She looked so lost and confused. So sad.