my life while she was alive. He used to come and chase all of the other birds away from the seeds she put out for them. We as kids (and even as adults) would love to tell her the Blue Jay was back. All 4'10" of her would come charging through the family room and out to the back yard to chase it away. On her passing, I remember seeing that Blue Jay come a few days after her funeral. He pecked a couple of seeds and flew off. I never saw that bird again after that. I think he felt the challenge was gone and an old friend had moved on.