MINE.
No, MINE.
Move it, big red boy!!!
I thought the cardinals were the ones scooting all the seed out on the ground.
Nope, it's those little sparrows, flinging it everywhere. I don't know what particular seed that little guy was after, but he sprayed seeds about three feet to get what he wanted.
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