Afterwards, however, I had repeated opportunities of personal
observation on this point. One day I noticed a cow lying down, around
which were four or five Blackbirds, hopping on and off her back, and
eagerly picking the insects from her body; which service seemed in no
wise unpleasing to her. I have also seen them leaping up on cows when
grazing; and, on another occasion, jumping to and from a horse’s back;
and my lad Sam has repeatedly observed them clinging to a cow’s tail,
and picking insects from it, as far down as the terminal tuft. Had
cattle been pastured near where I resided, I should doubtless have had
many more ocular demonstrations: but the evidence is amply sufficient.
In some of these cases, the occurrence was close to me, so that there
was no possibility of deception, especially as, being aware of the
conflicting statement, I looked with the more interest to satisfy
myself.
But stationary insects are not the only prey of the Crotophaga; in
December, I have seen little groups of them engaged in the evenings,
leaping up from the pasture about a yard into the air, doubtless after
flying insects, which they seemed to catch. One day in March as I sat
at dinner, my attention was arrested by what seemed to be a green
bird chased by several Crotophagas, near the top of a lofty tree at
some distance, I presently saw that it was a very large lepidopterous
insect; it flew over the woods about a quarter of a mile before I lost
sight of it, when it appeared to alight on the top of a tree. The birds
did not pursue the chase far. I have seen one with a dragon-fly in its
beak, which it had just caught, but it may have been while resting. At
another time I saw that a Blackbird had actually made prey of one of
our little nimble lizards (_Anolis_). These circumstances show, that
like the Toucans, the Ani is to some extent omnivorous.
Though its usual mode of progression on the ground is by hopping, or
rather bounding, the feet being lifted together, the Blackbird is seen
occasionally to _run_ in a headlong manner for a short distance, moving
the feet alternately. He is fond of sitting in the morning sun on a low
tree with the wings expanded; remaining there perfectly still for a
considerable time. In the heat of the day, in July and August, many may
be seen in the lowland plains, sitting on the fences and logwood hedges
with the beaks wide open, as if gasping for air; they then forget
their usual loquacity and wariness. Often two or three will sit in the
centre of a thick bush, overhung with a matted drapery of convolvolus,
whence they utter their singular cry in a calling tone, as if they were
playing at hide-and-seek, and requiring their fellows to come and find
them.
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