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Post by niamhaine on Oct 30, 2013 10:23:12 GMT -5
Heard a noise and happened to glance out the window while waiting for the Comcast man, n-o-o it's not Mr. Comcast but two very large turkeys (one male and one female) strolling down the blacktop. I was waiting for them to ring the doorbell. Then I peeked out and when they saw the curtain movement they panicked, running in circles like chickens without their heads bumping into each other (Hey, guys, you're turkeys- turkey up!). They finally managed to pull it together and did the Turkey Trot down into the lower meadow. Started to close the curtain and noticed motion on my front car bumper. When I took a closer look it was a male sparrow "attacking" his rivals (aka reflection) in the slats of my car grill. I think this house is definitely going to the birds, although I did have a good laugh on this misty morning. Of course, I won't be chuckling when I'm out there cleaning the bird droppings off of the car bumper.  |
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Post by Cowboyz on Oct 30, 2013 10:52:32 GMT -5
Yesterday my BIL saw a bunch of birds on the hood of his truck, he said they were all acting strange, a little agitated. When he went out later he could smell something so he opened the hood and he found a dead squirrel that appeared to have started building a home in his engine! He said there was bird poo all over his truck, the steps, the walkway!
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Post by niamhaine on Oct 30, 2013 12:08:20 GMT -5
Last year I had to keep plastic bags tied over the mirrors on all of the vehicles because the male birds were looking at their reflections, going nuts and messing down the sides of the vehicles. I think I need to insert pictures of cat faces over the mirrors. LOL
Cowboyz, I feel your BIL's pain, it's a nasty mess to clean up.
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Post by towsongirl on Oct 30, 2013 13:12:15 GMT -5
Feathered friends are so amusing. A few years ago I had a Blue Jay that would be waiting everyday at 3pm for some peanuts. He seemed to know exactly when I would be walking down to get the mail. Our driveway is very long, so he must have been watching from whichever tree he "lived" in. Sure enough, when I was approaching the house, he'd start calling, like a "Kweedle Kweedle" sound. I'd come inside and get the canister of peanuts and go outside again. He would be perched on the same low hanging branch, just waiting. One day I decided to have some fun with him, so I said "Can you dance?" Well he started to jerk around and hop along the branch, almost as if he understood the word, which of course he couldn't. I rewarded him with a peanut and for about half an hour we played this little game. Soon, every day, he knew that if he "danced" he'd get more peanuts.
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Post by Moses on Oct 30, 2013 13:14:52 GMT -5
Those turkeys better hide. It is November!
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Post by niamhaine on Oct 31, 2013 7:57:24 GMT -5
Feathered friends are so amusing. A few years ago I had a Blue Jay that would be waiting everyday at 3pm for some peanuts. He seemed to know exactly when I would be walking down to get the mail. Our driveway is very long, so he must have been watching from whichever tree he "lived" in. Sure enough, when I was approaching the house, he'd start calling, like a "Kweedle Kweedle" sound. I'd come inside and get the canister of peanuts and go outside again. He would be perched on the same low hanging branch, just waiting. One day I decided to have some fun with him, so I said "Can you dance?" Well he started to jerk around and hop along the branch, almost as if he understood the word, which of course he couldn't. I rewarded him with a peanut and for about half an hour we played this little game. Soon, every day, he knew that if he "danced" he'd get more peanuts. I have to agree. When my son was five I bought a lovebird for him, which he named Ponchie. Ponchie's cage set in the window of his bedroom overlooking the driveway. The show began when you would pull up in the driveway, and my son got out of the car. There Ponchie would be with her wings fully expanded, strutting back and forth along the perch, head bobbing and cawing as loud as she could. I think she thought she was an eagle and Uncle Sam had arrived for a visit. That bird adored that boy and he loved her. TG, I can just imagine your Blue Jay dancing away .  The chickadees keep me in line with our bird feeder. I know if it's empty because one will fly up to the house and peck on the window until I come out and fill it again. I love birds. I still have Ponchie's large cage stored away, waiting for the day when I'm old and decrepit (and living in one place), then this old birdbrain will have another bird. |
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Post by niamhaine on Oct 31, 2013 8:06:58 GMT -5
Those turkeys better hide. It is November! Funny you should say that, the hunters have been blasting away on the 33 acres next door. The tiny herd of deer that we have in the immediate area are sheltering more on my 3 plus acres. We do have a lot of wild turkeys around here, normally they are not anywhere near the houses. So I think the noise of the shooting may be driving them out in the open. They're safe on my property, I just hope they stay there. The deer and turkeys can live in peaceful harmony with all of the turtles I have collected off of the roadways over the years in my "turtle rescue box".  |
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Post by towsongirl on Oct 31, 2013 12:28:25 GMT -5
Chickadees are such bold little birds for their tiny size. They are very interactive creatures. I have several basket feeders and when they get inside the basket all you see is a tiny black-capped head sticking out. I took ordinary wicker baskets that you might serve bread in, hung some chain with hooks through the rim, and they hang from shepherds posts in the yard. At busy feeding times, the baskets swing around as each bird comes and goes. As a matter of fact, the birds are making racket outside as I write this, so I'd better go out and fill their feeders. |
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Post by Moses on Oct 31, 2013 12:38:12 GMT -5
Those turkeys better hide. It is November! Funny you should say that, the hunters have been blasting away on the 33 acres next door. The tiny herd of deer that we have in the immediate area are sheltering more on my 3 plus acres. We do have a lot of wild turkeys around here, normally they are not anywhere near the houses. So I think the noise of the shooting may be driving them out in the open. They're safe on my property, I just hope they stay there. The deer and turkeys can live in peaceful harmony with all of the turtles I have collected off of the roadways over the years in my "turtle rescue box". Oh my God. I love you for saving those turtles ! |
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Post by niamhaine on Oct 31, 2013 16:02:24 GMT -5
Funny you should say that, the hunters have been blasting away on the 33 acres next door. The tiny herd of deer that we have in the immediate area are sheltering more on my 3 plus acres. We do have a lot of wild turkeys around here, normally they are not anywhere near the houses. So I think the noise of the shooting may be driving them out in the open. They're safe on my property, I just hope they stay there. The deer and turkeys can live in peaceful harmony with all of the turtles I have collected off of the roadways over the years in my "turtle rescue box". Oh my God. I love you for saving those turtles ! The wildest rescue was on the on ramp from Liberty Road to 695. The turtle was trying to get up on the curb halfway up the ramp. I slowed, pumped my brakes and put on my flashers, before I went and got her. She was a gorgeous box turtle with a golden and brown shell and orange eyes. The next year I was cleaning brush out down near Indian Creek and I realized what I thought was a very small rock up next to my shoes was actually a baby turtle. I picked it up in it's little gold and brown shell and looked into a pair of startling orange eyes. It gave my heart a lift. The only turtles I will not save are snappers, those bad boys are on their own. |
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The chickadees keep me in line with our bird feeder. I know if it's empty because one will fly up to the house and peck on the window until I come out and fill it again.