Updates on my backyard buddies.
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Thought it was about time to post a couple more photos! I have some new friends as well.
This is Gimpy McGuts. He's my latest magpie buddy. I call him Gimpy because when he first started showing up at the Bennett FeedTrough, he had a hurt leg and couldn't perch comfortably. Well....a raw meat diet has worked wonders. He is now the sleekest, glossiest, most good-looking magpie in Australia! Critters truly do have different personalities. This guy is nowhere near as engaging and outgoing as my original boy maggie who would sing and sing his little heart out and poke his beak into my coffee cup. This maggie is My Bad Boyfriend. He shows up and yells for food, eats and soaks up my sweet words when I tell him how handsome he is, and then he leaves.
This is my newest buddy. I don't know "his" gender - very difficult to tell with sulfur cresteds unless you get an obvious mamma/juvenile pair. He's been coming to the clothesline for several mornings now. He's very patient. Waits quietly til I notice he's here and then he'll sit and eat an entire piece of multigrain bread while I talk to him. He will look right into my eyes and I repeat short phrases. My husband says that's the key to getting cockatoos to talk. They need to hear it over and over and then one day they say it back to you. I will probably fall over when it happens. :) He doesn't have a name yet. He seems to like to hear "pretty bird" though. I noticed that cockatoos have "wrists" just as flexible as ours. He nibbles all the grain out of the bread and spits the rest out. He was here on Monday afternoon during the downpour/flooding. He perched in the rain and ate his bread and then the poor thing started sneezing. He sneezes as loud as a human! Husband was trying to convince him to come inside and the bird looked like he was actually considering it, that's how miserable the weather was.
Some late afternoons I can have as many as six cockatoos showing up to see what they can get. Some are used to being hand-fed. Others will sidle up to me but I have to leave the bread where they can just pick it up since they are wary. Others just need the bread tossed up on the garage roof.