Feb 5th 33 degrees, raining. Just add two big bowls of warm water and you have 6 happy pigeons taking baths and showers. Yes, two of them are IN the bowls.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/33876736@N03/5419010556/
Feb 5th 33 degrees, raining. Just add two big bowls of warm water and you have 6 happy pigeons taking baths and showers. Yes, two of them are IN the bowls.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/33876736@N03/5419010556/
Pigeon soup...
All the world’s a stage, but obviously the play is unrehearsed and everybody is ad-libbing his lines. Maybe that’s why it’s hard to tell if we’re living in a tragedy or a farce.
May the Lord look over you, and clutch you to his bosom:
Unless he can open doors or use wire cutters he is going home hungry.
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Guy next door has four bird feeders in back yard. Place has turned into a deli counter for the hawks. One big red tail even goes for the squirrels that inevitably raid the feeders, but she hasn't scored as yet (at least I don't think she has, but I've seen her come pretty damned close).
My transit stop for work is the parking lot of the local VFD. It's adjacent to a creek that feeds into Saw Mill Run.
A family of ducks have taken up residence there. On Friday, I counted 19.
There used to be 20. One got taken, killed, and partially consumed by the local hawks. I guess they have problems finding rodents and (non-Island) vermin in the winter...
“Nobody is going to feel sorry for us. 90% of the people don’t care, the other 10% are glad it happened.” — Clint Hurdle, 2019
BAN THE DH!
Fudd's First Law of Opposition: If you push something hard enough, it WILL fall down.
Teslacle's Deviant to Fudd's Law: It goes in, it must go out.
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I was out sitting on the patio watching these killdeer chicks taunt my dog. The border collie just sat on the edge of her invisible fence, and the birds knew where they could prance and couldn't. They seemed to be enjoying the game
Suddenly, out of no where a Cooper's hawk swooped down and took one of the birds. It hit with such force that feathers flew out from the area. The dog looked back at me with a doggie grin as if to day "damn, that was cool". She didn't move.