Oh, I love gray jays! I've never forgotten the first time we went to Banff and drove up to Lake Louise, we were sitting on a park bench and the gray jays would come up to us REALLY CLOSE, and they were like "HI WE'RE CUTE LITTLE BIRDS DON'T YOU THINK YOU SHOULD FEED US?" :D

That is one scary article! I'm pretty sure my dad had vascular dementia at the end of his life, and it is an absolutely terrifying illness.