Summer can’t be far away when the Gray Catbird returns to Massachusetts.
Walking by a thicket at the Audubon this morning, I was surprised to hear so many different birds near me. But actually, the various calls were coming from just this ONE bird, who was eyeing me from a a nearby bush-the Catbird.
At home, we usually see the Catbird in our yard in early May. We have named him “Cat Stevens”, since he has an amazing repertoire, and he entertains us endlessly. I have tried whistling the first few bars of “Morning Has Broken”, hoping he would join me in a duet. So far, I have not been successful.