Re: My Favourite Birds
Thankin' you! I saw a peregrine falcon dive bomb a wee bird in the garden, a sparrow judging by the feathers. It was like a bolt of lightning, and it demolished it, no body found, just feathers. However the fearless local crows chased the falcon away.
It is worth bearing in mind that birds aren't bird brained. They can recognise human faces and remember when we are nice or nasty to them - and they pass that information on.
I had two 'pet' pigeons as a child, they'd fly down to feed off my hand, seed that my uncle gave me. And my cat wouldn't bother them, the birds remember cats too.
My parents memory is going, has been for yonks. They forgot my uncle had a pigeon loft - a doo cot - and raced pigeons. I had to phone a cousin to correct them when they doubted me.
My mum asked my cousin recently what happened to my uncle's pigeons when he died.
"Nothing. We got rid of the doo cot, but they kept coming back anyway. You just have to wait until they die off."
I think that is how my parents feel about me. They've given my bedroom to my nephew and are just waiting for me to die off.
I fully agree with your grouse comments. I don't hate the birds, I hate the people who grow them and pheasants just to shoot them. Scotland has a serious infestation of upper-class blood-sports land-owners.