My friend, Mary Whitcomb, sent these pictures of a Common Grackle perched in a tree outside of her home. She said he suddenly puffed up and apparently protested the rain loudly (second picture) and then regained his composure after venting. Poor thing is probably as fed up with all this rain as we humans are. We both got a chuckle out of the sequence of events. He's a handsome fellow when he isn't wet and angry!