After weigh in, it is time for Round One of the 'Mini Flyweight Divison' for rights to the sugar water feeder. They forgot their little boxing gloves. :)
The Guardian of the feeder goes face to face against an oncomer. They charged each other creating a blurred whirling vortex of green as they spiraled to the ground. After reaching the ground the loser beat a hasty retreat as the winner gave chase then returned to feeder.
This feeder is mine, so S-C-R-A-M !!As these little guys whirr by you with their needle-like beak only inches from your head it really gets your attention. :)
Like Michael Jackson used to say, "BEAT IT !!"
I see you, so just wait your turn.
No Vacancy!
A little too much sugar water?
