I was awoken one morning recently to hear a loud persistent screeching coming from a blue jay behind my apartment building. I couldn't figure out why this blue jay would suddenly start screeching so loud like that.
And then I saw that the new neighbors who live on the bottom floor of my building had cut down the pine tree which had stood in the yard. It wasn't a large tree but it was fairly tall, as tall as my window on what is technically the third floor of the building. I miss it now it's gone. But this blue jay, who no doubt considered it his home, misses it much more.
And neither of us understands why the pine tree had to go away.