Yesterday morning was filled with wildlife moments. Early on I was pestered by a Squirrel who seemed to want to come indoors to use the laptop. He was knocking on the big studio window right by my left hand side; I should have taken his photo.
Then later this baby female Blackbird appeared. I was leaning over by our outdoor tap, and she flew onto my back. She stayed there for quite a while until I simply had to stand up.
Later I fed her with some Brioche soaked in milk.
I think she's adopted me as her Dad. Later in the day, she joined us for supper.
I think I may have started something!
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No pie jokes within earshot of the blackbird.
I love juvenile birds! How sweet!
We'd need another 23.
I wonder what happened to his Mum and Dad?
Freddie will be licking his lips.
Little creatures, how wonderful it is when they come close by and stay awhile.
I've given him a good talking to!
She seems so friendly. She's still here; I fed her some croissant this morning.
And do you talk to her?
Sweet. She's found a foster home. Hope she stays
Freddie, Bok and Lottie. (I named her).
Of course; koochie Woochie, etc.
I rather hope she goes, the sooner she finds her own way in life, the better.
Lottie I like. Lottie it is.
I have a bird here who comes whenever i feed the cats and eats from their food.
It's very reassuring when animals have such faith in us humans.
The hands in the photo's look to be those of a teenager ?
Very good images and camera work.
Possibly Lottie was attracted to the rather nice bottle of red on the table.
So sweet. I love their singing. I wish it stays.
Greetings Maria x
Sweet post and beautiful pictures. This is very Disney like.
The top 2 pictures are my hands, the lower ones belong to my 11 year old grandson.
No wine, just spaghetti; which she loved.
She's just come indoors for her lunch. She follows me everywhere.
Well, she certainly keeps us amused.
I love this story! I have a bit of a thing for birds and I feed the masses. I was thrilled when a King Parrot (a large green and orange bird here in Australia) trusted me enough to feed from my hand and would hang upside down from the roof, watching me when I was on the porch. He comes back regularly and brings his family, too. I feel privileged.
On the other hand, it annoys me when birds don't trust me, but I suppose they have to be wary.
I wonder if she was hand raised by someone who thought she was old enough to fend for herself.
Well, I could poke fun at you-man with pet bird and all- but recently a friend gave me her old rooster. She had to move off her farm. The other roosters picked on him, I gave him some special attention and now the dang thing waits for me by the back door every day!!
I think she had parental problems. Last night when I went to bed, she was in the bedroom.
Yesterday the bird had a run-in with our cat, so maybe she'll be a little more wary now, although (as I said above) I found her in my bedroom last night.
Dr Cro Dolittle. Yesterday morning was filled with wildlife moments. Early on I was pestered by a Squirrel who seemed to want to come indoors ...
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