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Phoenix rising

Phoenix 1, our only remaining golden pheasant (see first posts for that story), is finally, finally, coming to terms with his ‘only’ status and is my new best friend. Lately he has been coming closer and closer to me at the back doorstep and he seems a lot happier now that he is interacting with the other bird breeds.

I am searching for a female pheasant to keep him company but they are not easy to find.

He isn’t quite as obsessed with his own reflection in the window as he used to be, but he still likes to have a quick glance now and then. Well, you can’t blame him, can you – he is absolutely beautiful and he knows it!

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Hints of harmony

I hesitate to speak too soon, but it looks like my patience has paid off and familiarity has bred harmony rather than contempt when it comes to interactions between our dogs and our birds.

This morning we let the dogs out of their yard and kept the gang in theirs (we usually do the opposite). I sat outside and kept watch because even though the geese, ducks and emus were safely in their own yards, all of the other birds were out and about because they can fly. So the peafowl, guinnea fowl, turkeys, chooks and pheasant, were all roaming around freely and seemingly unafraid of the dogs who they usually only see through a fence. I was particularly worried about the chooks but so far so good and I’ve been able to come inside.

Here is Jack, the Irish Terrier, with the Bubbles and Baby Turkey. Now Jack, who is less than a year old, has never exhibited any ferocious hunting tendencies anyway, but he does like to chase things. In this sense, he and Baby Turkey have a lot in common so you could say they have both met their match and the chasing has stopped.

Interestingly, Doc and Blaze (our father and son miniature dachschunds) are so busy fighting each other at the moment that neither has attempted to hunt down any of the birds. I’m not sure what is going on with those two but lately they never stop arguing and last night Doc gave Blaze a nasty bite on the ear when Son was feeding them. Doc is very jealous when it comes to our attention so poor Blaze has to constantly defer to his father and stand back.

Another harmony challenge has been the introduction of a new gander to the gang. He was delivered to us by a neighbour the other day because he had lost his mate and was very lonely. The poor guy is quite scared of Godfrey’s gang and yesterday, when Son and I got back from Perth, we found him all alone by the gate and had to ‘herd’ him back to the gang and put them all in the same pen. We are calling him Leroy and hoping that with enough time in the yard with the others, he will eventually make a friend and be okay. Son says it reminds him of being ‘the new kid’ at school. The following photo is not a good one but it does show this new kid’s challenge. Leroy is on the right, Seli is on the left and Godfrey is in the background (as always!) Sometimes redeye isn’t a bad effect!

In a couple of hours I pick Husband up for the weekend so I better go and hose down the area outside the back door which all our birds seem to think is the toilet – arghh!

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‘Me time’

I hope nobody will be disappointed if I say that I do not buy into that whole ‘me time’ concept. My whole childhood was all about me – enough!

To have an identity that wraps itself around Husband and Son in a bearhuggish way, that is reciprocated a thousand-fold by them, is a much better way to be a ‘me’.

Angie agrees!

I don’t want this ‘me time’ thing I’m supposed to pursue. I don’t even know what it is;  is it tapestry, or yacht cruises or real caviar? Is it writing for a living (okay, that is rather tempting); is it growing pumpkins, is it about learning how to fly?

Okay, enough about me ….

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Tapper’s eggs

After several days of Tapper’s elusive behaviour, I thought she must have gone off with one of the wild ducks and was, perhaps, sitting on eggs somewhere in one of the paddocks. I searched everywhere to no avail and then, all of a sudden, she would turn up and have a swim in the pond, then disappear again. It was all becoming too mysterious and I was beginning to feel sad that we’d lost yet another bird….

Then, late this afternoon, after putting the gang away into their yard, I decided to go in with them, defy Godfrey (that took a bit of doing!) and sit in there on a tree stump while I waited for the hose to fill their yard pond. All of the gang, except Godfrey, came and nuzzled me for bread, which I always have in my pocket, and I had my camera ready just in case any of them did anything extraordinary.

Once the bread was gone, they quickly lost interest in me and went to the pond, so I was about to get up off the tree stump to go inside and cook dinner when I had a quick look inside the little chookhouse in that yard … and that’s what the picture is of – Tapper on her eggs!

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Blue or white?

As most of you know, we have a lot of peafowl. Most of them are blue but we also have the three white ones. Many posts ago, I wrote about ‘Angelina’ (white peahen) and ‘Brad’ (blue peacock) and their budding romance. Since then, their relationship has had a few ups and downs (because all of the peacocks love Angie and all of the peahens love Brad), however they are still very much together.

I hadn’t given a thought to what their offspring might look like until my friend/niece, Jane, sent me this picture from flickr….

http://www.flickr.com/photos/chi-liu/with/123909406/

So, the future looks very interesting indeed!

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The kiss (with captions!)

This morning I was sitting on the back doorstep feeding bits of bread to the peafowl. When I ran out of bread, I was lucky enough to witness and photograph this lovely scene.

Teenage peacock (left): What perfume are you wearing?

Teenage peahen: I don’t wear perfume – I’m a bird, silly!

Teenage peacock: Well, you smell lovely!

Teenage peahen: Thanks. Are you okay? You are acting a bit weird.

Teenage peacock: I like your shoes too.

Teenage peahen: Oh, will you just stop these ridiculous compliments and kiss me?

Teenage peacock: I thought you’d never ask!

Once again, romance is born!

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The kiss

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Am I allowed to eat these?

It has been a thrill to watch our two miniature dachschunds, Doc, and his son, Blaze, gradually get used to the domesticated birds here. One of the things that has helped, of course, is that the peafowl, guinnea fowl, geese, turkey, ducks and chooks, are all bigger than the dogs now. Even our one remaining pheasant is around the same size!

When these birds were smaller, it was far too dangerous to let the dogs anywhere near them. Now that they are not only outnumbered but also dwarfed, they have lost their bird-hunting confidence, which is a great relief. Before, when they gave chase, there was no stopping them and we lost one young peacock, one young turkey, one young chicken and a pheasant that way. So, for the months it has taken for the birds to grow big, Doc and Blaze have been confined to one yard while the birds are free-ranging, and vice versa – not an ideal situation at all. It’s lovely now because they even seem to understand that it is okay to kill the wild rabbits (of which there are hundreds!) but not okay to kill the birds.

So the mingling together has well and truly begun and, as long as I am there to supervise this extraordinary reconciliation between the hunters and the hunted, things remain calm. The main thing Doc and Blaze now growl at each other about (they do this a lot!) is the feathers that are everywhere. Now I’m sure they don’t want to eat the feathers because it would be a bit like eating salt and pepper without the steak, but they do like to sniff and lick them – go figure!

They even do this hesitantly! Especially if they know I am watching – ha!

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Pink and grey galahs

A few posts ago I mentioned there were more wild birds here than ever before. Apart from the fact that there is birdseed and wheat grain everywhere, I think this is mainly to do with the fact that birds attract birds! Two of our white peacocks made friends with some of them.

Here are some pictures to prove that, yes, we now have at least two (maybe six) pink and grey galahs. For those of you who are either birders or photographers, I can’t lay claim to either of these titles yet. In other words, the photos of the beautiful birds are really crappy! You will need your binoculars for the second one!

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The gentle little army of guinnea fowl

Every evening towards dusk, the guinnea fowl all march, like a funny little disorganized army, from the back paddock into the garden. Yesterday, I was sitting at one of the picnic tables relaxing, after putting the gang away for the night, and I took some photos of them coming towards me. Unlike all of the other birds they are reluctant to take bread or lettuce from my hand; they’re far too shy. So they sometimes run right up to me but when I say, “Hi Guinneas” they get scared and run away again, or else get all confused. Once again, I will let the pictures speak for themselves! Oh, and the birds in the background are the peacocks/peafowl.

Of all our birds, the guinnea fowl are Husband’s absolute favourites!

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