I finally bought some wild bird seed . . I don't feed birds too often as they might become dependent and I'd rather see them in their natural habitat but in my quest to attract the shy and pretty parrots, I always end up with these . . the pirates of the sky. They're the size of a chicken. Worth thousands of dollars on the black export market and I complain because they eat all the good stuff and keep the pretty parrots away . . they are noisy . . .cheeky . . .nibble at oregon verandah timbers and are surprisingly tame and always extremely clean (I can get within a metre of them before they flap off to a nearby branch. They are the labradors of the air and are totally motivated by food . . but they are always, always entertaining:
That's better. Much more realistic in a lemon scented gum
Grabbing the chain helps stabilise the feeder
You know how you drive past cows and feel the urge to go 'Mooo' well with these guys it's hard to fight the urge to say "hello cocky" . . .they look at you as if you're a total moron (if the cap fits). And a big, big cheerio to Bird Anonymous because her photography and the antics of her birds are a delight to see. Mine pale to insignificance by comparison.
Oh, and I think I've broken my little left toe . . I banged into a door stop on Saturday and the fact that it wiggles sideways and makes a weird cracking noise has caused me to strap it for a few days and have an excuse to wear thongs to work!
You can all go 'Awwww' now!