General chat

“Is there any way we could have a thread for the more lightweight stuff like music and general chat?”

Do it here. Please no personal attacks or bickering. Anything abusive, provocative or inflammatory may be deleted.

Leave a comment

20 Comments

  1. Gezza

     /  October 13, 2018

    No pooks have visited this morning, although I can hear one calling from upstream. The stream is running high from overnight rain and another of my pook whanau is floating dead among some stream flotsam on the opposite side. I can’t tell which one it is through my binoculars because I can’t see its headplate but I think it might be Bluey. It may have a wound on its chest and looks like it may have fallen down from the bank above. I fear there is a cat killing my pooks. 😦

    Reply
    • Gezza

       /  October 13, 2018

      It’s freezing cold and it’s raining again. I want to go across the stream and find out which one it is & say goodbye and let it go into the flow, but the stream’s rising again & I just can’t get to it. I can hear Alex cheeping from among the ferns and blackberry and other foliage opposite upstream a little way & thankfully two other pukekos are making quiet noises – to Alex and each other – from in hiding from different locations somewhere nearby – but it looks like they won’t come near the poor dead bird. 😦

      Reply
      • Kitty Catkin

         /  October 13, 2018

        The downticks are for the murderer. I love cats, but their habit of killing birds for the sake of it is heartbreaking. I don’t know if a cat attacked the little goldy that I put down, it’s quite possible. Thank goodness I found it and killed it (it wouldn’t have known anything) before a cat did. I loved holding a goldfinch, but wish it had been in different circs. The gully is a lovely place for anyone to be in as a final resting place.

        It’s sunny and lovely here, with a slightly nippy breeze.

        Drop some flowers in for me when the dear pook is ‘buried at sea’. What a devastating thing to happen.

        Reply
        • Gezza

           /  October 13, 2018

          It’s breaking my heart Kitty. I want to know which one it is. I might then be better to leave the poor thing there because it’s safer for the others to stay upstream, but it’s not like seeing one dead on the road. They’re such vibrant birds and they all have their own distinct personalities. They’ve all been visiting me at home regularly for months and the older ones I’ve known for two years.

          Reply
          • Kitty Catkin

             /  October 13, 2018

            It’s ghastly seeing one on the road, but nothing remotely like seeing one’s own one dead. It brole my heart to see the young one tugging frantically at its mother or father, I just had to give the dead one a burial at sea (stream)

            It must be shattering to lose two to a killer.

            Reply
            • Pickled Possum

               /  October 13, 2018

              OMG I am heart broken just reading this … RIP Bluey😢

            • Gezza

               /  October 13, 2018

              God it’s bitterly cold outside and in the stream. It’s not Sweety. Baby Alex is over the other side and Sweety has just flown over and got some food and then got some bread and just taken it back over to the pooklet. She’s very quiet, very wary, and very watchful. She is picking her way through the foliage on my side slowly and keeping behind cover. I have to know whether the dead bird is Aspen or Bluey. I’m going to have to go over there, but I can’t do it while they’re here – they’ll panic and may not know what I’m doing.

            • Gezza

               /  October 13, 2018

              Sweety’s just been down and checked it. Hard to describe the sound she made but she was obviously distressed. And Bluey’s just come up here. It’s Aspen. 😦

            • Gezza

               /  October 13, 2018

              I’ve been across and said goodbye. I let him go into the main flow with masses of flowers and watched him drift out of sight, shed some tears. Hard to see him like that. He’s been my constant daily backyard & kitchen trellis companion for the best part of a year. He just liked to hang around & watch me, whatever I was doing. No more pook stomping on my roof and knocking on my door screen. He didn’t eat a single bread chunk I gave him since Alex was born a month ago. The others would, but he’d be straight off over the fence to take it to the pooklet. A very special, curious, friendly, handsome-looking bird. Almost a pet. I’ll really miss him.

            • phantom snowflake

               /  October 13, 2018

              Gezza; a part of me is present and sharing in your sorrow. I can feel it.

        • Kitty Catkin

           /  October 13, 2018

          What a tragedy. Poor little Bluey. Poor everyone.It’s hard to comprehend this awful happening, losing two such dear birds.

          They do know that something’s wrong; the one who lost its mother (or father) was terribly distressed.

          Reply
  2. Kitty Catkin

     /  October 13, 2018

    Aspen. your little pook friend !

    It’s hideous no matter who it is, but I know what a bond you had with Aspen.

    Reply
    • Gezza

       /  October 13, 2018

      Sweety just came to the fence in the twilight. I fed her but then had to persuade her to go because I think a cat is getting them at night or in the early morning. I no sooner watched her walk away down to the stream (thru the cracks in the fence) than I turned round and there was Socrates, in my blimmin patio. I’m going to contact his owner and see if he can keep him in at night. I feel like sending him some videos of my lost birds & telling him their names and ages. Pickles, Jojo, Aspen. The problem is I think Socrates is the killer but I haven’t actually seen him do it. I only started losing birds when Socrates arrived and he’s often in my yard at dawn, laying in wait under the lemon tree, very difficult to see.

      Reply
      • Kitty Catkin

         /  October 13, 2018

        Not Pickles, too ! I can’t believe it.

        I would contact the owner, who probably doesn’t know. This is devastating news.

        Chuck something at Socrates. A few drenchings should get the message across to him.

        Reply
        • Kitty Catkin

           /  October 13, 2018

          I googled cats and pooks and it’s more likely to be pooks attacking cats (a surprise). Are there any dogs nearby?

          Reply
        • Gezza

           /  October 13, 2018

          Yes, I think so. Pickles just disappeared. He was becoming the first one to turn up in the mornings and one morning he just didn’t, maybe two weeks before Alex was born.

          It’s been the same with Jojo and Aspen. They just didn’t turn up early in the morning – as they always did. But sadly I found them – in the stream, but near the bank.

          The Norwegian Forest cat is a beautiful, human-friendly animal which makes an excellent pet but it is a large, strong, breed of cat, bred for hunting, and is excellent climber with especially long claws, and a waterproof coat. They fish. I’ve seen him on the stream bank and he prowls at night & early mornings, even though the owner told me he would keep him in at night.

          It can easily cross the stream on the nearby bridge.

          Reply
          • Kitty Catkin

             /  October 13, 2018

            That seems to be that, then. It’s probably him.It has to be.

            Reply
        • Gezza

           /  October 13, 2018

          I googled cats and pooks and it’s more likely to be pooks attacking cats (a surprise).

          Yes if they’re looking after a pooklet, but Socrates is a hunter breed and he’s big. I’ve seen him chase both the pooks and the ducks – once, in my yard, early in the morning. They were lucky to get away. A sudden burst of speed panics them & they shriek but that doesn’t bother him. If he ambushes one on its own I think it would be a goner.

          Reply
          • Kitty Catkin

             /  October 14, 2018

            Poor pooks, minding their own business, doing no harm to anyone and being murdered because someone brings a big hunting cat into their manor.

            Reply

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s