Silently he landed, a sudden itch made him jump up. Keeping low, he crept toward the corner of the birdtable where he saw his breakfast; as usual his many plates were filled. He could see seeds, the grey Sunny ones. None of that ‘little stuff’ was there, thank the Sun! The taste was OK, but they were so hard to regurgitate from his crop, and they stuck to his ‘real’ filling breakfast, spoiling the taste of his daily fat requirement. And they were hard to eat anyway, picking one up needed a delicate touch his mother had told him when she first took him here, that ‘big day’ when he was a baby still. And when they still used that silly name. She still uses it now and then. She even had the nerve to tell me. Yes, me, the subject in this case!-that it had to do with familiarity or something like that in the sound or tones. Don’t know what She was trying to say really.
As long as She feeds me it is alright and I think I do please her. If only she could get rid of those little parasites on my table! Those brownies are not too bad; they might come en masse and eat a lot, they do take up their wings and leave as soon as I lower myself over my table and will make room for me or for my-and extended-family.
However it is those other little ones. First there are those thichers. Their call is this irritant ‘thichering’ the only description I know. These are cowards too. They put that yellow breast out as far as they can whilst ‘thichering, but as soon as they spot a little bit of shadow, off he is.
No, the real parasites are those other little Black-caps. They have the guts to stay and/or return while I am feeding! Honest! They show no respect for anyone it seems. Even Rooks can not dine alone! I ask you, is that normal?
At least here I am feeding in a more relaxed manner. Enjoy the pictures.
We’ve hinted in a previous post somewhere (wildlife?) that Junior had changed his name because of his stardom and his debut.
He kept insisting on the big screen, he yet has to understand (as do I!) the reality of streamlined videos.
We had a lovely video which at 40.8MB was too big to upload according to Francis and only this afternoon did I read up about VAG and QVAG to understand that by choosing VAG 30frames per second, I had immediately gone for the best of the best. So instead, we filmed the boy again this morning.
Photobucket had no problem in posting movies bigger than 20MB, yet another attempt has to wait till tomorrow when rain is forecasted.
I will get the hang of it eventually, don’t worry.
LEAVE YOUNG BIRDS BE!!
Please, do not hamper a young bird's life by picking it up, and taking it home with you. It is calling its parents to help them in locating it.
After fledgling from the nest, the parent birds will keep feeding it, and look out for it, until it will be able to look after itself.
And the reason you cannot see a parent is because of your own proxomity to the young bird. And while you are ebating if or not you should take the bird home, you keep the parent from giving it well needed nutrition in the form of a meal!
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