Two days ago, I watched what I am pretty sure was the first attempts at flight by the squabs. One of them, Bukkake, I guess, fluttered his way down from his nest to the floor of my patio. There, he cheeped piteously to his Mom, Miss Lemmiwinks. She ignored him completely, as she was having a nap in a flower pot. As I watched, he flapped his wings experimentally, stared up at his nest, bobbing his head in what certainly looked like a gauging of distance. And then, with an enormous flurry of wings, he flew back to his nest. Emboldened by his success, he flew back down to the patio again, where he repeated his unheeded exhortations for food, and then his flight pattern.
In the meantime, Japscat, the more reserved of the two, walked to the edge of her nest platform and stared down at the long, long distance between nest and patio. It was a whole twelve inches away. She'd squat like she was ready to jump, then run back away from the edge. The whole time, Bukkake continued his flying practice. After seeing her brother do so well, Japscat was finally ready to take the plunge, and she swooped to the concrete below.
Soon, she, too, was practicing flying back and forth from nest to patio.
Now, in case you didn't already know, the pigeons are being evicted. Some of the neighbours have complained, due to the pigeons' promiscuous shitting habits. f00 explained to the landlord that the squabs were just about ready to fly away, and that if he'd give us just a couple more days, we'd put up some pigeon deterrents.
Well, that day is today. This morning, when I peeked out the window at my flock, I augered it was time for my birds to leave. I heard the babies speaking in adult voices. It sounded something like "peep peep peep COOOO! peep peep peep." And to top it off, betwixt Japscat and Bukkake was the ghost of pigeons future. Yes, it was a pristine, white egg.
So
f00dave went out, not too long ago, and divested the nest of its egg, and, in turn, also divested it of squabs. Bukkake and Japscat not only flew the coop, but flew quite a distance to do so. They seem to be able to fly almost as well as an adult, so f00 and I now consider them officially evicted.
Every time they come back, we flap a broom at them until they fly away again. We feel like great bullies, but I'm sure they can manage elsewhere. Now, we need to invest in a big, fake owl as a deterrent. And I'm going to look to see if I can find a silhouette of a kestrel to tape in the windows. Hopefully, these measures will do the trick.
I'm going to miss the little buggers!
In the meantime, Japscat, the more reserved of the two, walked to the edge of her nest platform and stared down at the long, long distance between nest and patio. It was a whole twelve inches away. She'd squat like she was ready to jump, then run back away from the edge. The whole time, Bukkake continued his flying practice. After seeing her brother do so well, Japscat was finally ready to take the plunge, and she swooped to the concrete below.
Soon, she, too, was practicing flying back and forth from nest to patio.
Now, in case you didn't already know, the pigeons are being evicted. Some of the neighbours have complained, due to the pigeons' promiscuous shitting habits. f00 explained to the landlord that the squabs were just about ready to fly away, and that if he'd give us just a couple more days, we'd put up some pigeon deterrents.
Well, that day is today. This morning, when I peeked out the window at my flock, I augered it was time for my birds to leave. I heard the babies speaking in adult voices. It sounded something like "peep peep peep COOOO! peep peep peep." And to top it off, betwixt Japscat and Bukkake was the ghost of pigeons future. Yes, it was a pristine, white egg.
So
Every time they come back, we flap a broom at them until they fly away again. We feel like great bullies, but I'm sure they can manage elsewhere. Now, we need to invest in a big, fake owl as a deterrent. And I'm going to look to see if I can find a silhouette of a kestrel to tape in the windows. Hopefully, these measures will do the trick.
I'm going to miss the little buggers!
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Date: 2004-04-16 07:54 am (UTC)From:Poor squabs
Date: 2004-04-16 08:05 am (UTC)From:Re: Poor squabs
Date: 2004-04-16 08:10 am (UTC)From:Re: Poor squabs
Date: 2004-04-16 08:13 am (UTC)From:Feed the birds (like in Mary Poppins)
Date: 2004-04-16 10:09 am (UTC)From:Down in Newport Beach CA there was an elderly man that puts on a pigeon show. He would point at a pigeon on the sidewalk... it would fly up to his finger...he would reward it with bread, it would fly away, and then he'd point at another bird. If the wrong bird flew up, he'd shoo it off. Amazing to watch.
Re: Feed the birds (like in Mary Poppins)
Date: 2004-04-16 10:14 am (UTC)From:babies
Date: 2004-04-16 10:26 am (UTC)From:I cared about them in a sort of replulsed way. When we realized that this was never going to stop, we too got a plastic owl, put lots of stuff in the planters and tried to deterr them from thinking that was their space. this was a little difficult to impart to them. like NIMWB (not in my window box)
They kinda looked at it and was like"...oh...the humans figured us out....oh well.what about over there?"
Don't worry, they'll survive.
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Date: 2004-04-18 04:31 am (UTC)From:Me too! This story makes me so sad