Fluffy is a name you give a little white kitten or, in my case, a Ruby-throat Hummingbird whose feathers are visibly more “fluffed up” than its counterparts’.
Most of these little birds are pretty sleek, even at this time of year when they are packing on extra grams of fat to sustain them through their long migratory flights. But Fluffy is noticeably more, well, fluffy.
So, this little one I named “Fluffy” has been hanging around for several days loving the new feeder I bought this season. Fluff guards it by sitting atop the staff and driving off most intruders — occasionally having a change of heart to allow another to share the feeder for a while.
Fluffy has been seen sitting on the perch for lengths of time just enjoying the late summer sun.
My new feeder features a perch ring slightly higher than the feeding ports and the hummers have really taken to it. It’s obvious they enjoy the easier reach and they almost always perch while feeding. They rarely hover over the ports to sip. A hummer will often just rest on the perch … at least for a while until another territorial hummingbird comes along to knock it off and then they both zip away playing “war”.