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Happy #nationalbirdday


No, seriously, it’s National Bird Day. In England, I assume from my Twitter feed.

I don’t usually send people to Twitter, but Brits take their birds seriously and there are some genuinely awesome photos and videos being posted. Go there.

Welp, back to the routine. See you Monday!


Comment from Some Vegetable
Time: January 5, 2018, 8:59 pm

Happy Bird Day to you!

Happy Bird Day to you!

Happy Bird Day dear Weasel,

Happy Bird Day to yoooou!

Comment from Durnedyankee
Time: January 5, 2018, 9:31 pm

So, I went ‘there’ and the first thing I see is a video of some kinky Indian (sub continental) dude with a bunch of baby chickens sitting on his chest and head.
Bernie Sanders,
and some weird Smithsonian lady who’s either a parrot serial killer or, at a minimum a dead bird hoarder (sure, feather expert, uh huh, whatever…)

It’s good that you don’t usually send people to Twitter I think.

Comment from AliceH
Time: January 6, 2018, 2:16 pm

Wish we had those fat little English robins here, in addition to American ones (which aren’t related). Wikipedia says attempts to introduce them failed –too cold.

I’ve been enjoying an abundance of cardinals, black capped chickadees, titmice, and (personal favorite) nuthatches at the feeder, though. It’s all fun and twittering games until the stupid lumbering mourning doves crash land on it and sends them all scattering.

Comment from Durnedyankee
Time: January 6, 2018, 3:04 pm

And they’re dumber than a box of rocks. Seriously.

Comment from AliceH
Time: January 6, 2018, 5:11 pm

Forgot to mention the snowbirds, aka juncos. Love them. They hang out on the ground scratching for dropped seeds and ignore the oaf doves.

Comment from Uncle Al
Time: January 6, 2018, 5:15 pm

Yesterday, on your English bird day, here in Florida I enjoyed seeing our usual feathery array: snowy egrets, cattle egrets, great blue herons, white and black ibises, turkey vultures, mockingbirds, red-shouldered hawks, bald eagles, grackles (not among my favorites), and sand hill cranes. Very nice, especially for a suburban setting.

Comment from Some Vegetable
Time: January 6, 2018, 5:33 pm

Mourning Doves are dumb!!

We were having a problem with a gang of pigeons eating sunflower seeds that fell from our bird feeder. In an effort to get rid of them, non-violently, I bought a big rubber snake and put it next to where the seeds fell. It worked!

The pigeons weren’t taking any chances on gotten eaten by a big snake and kept their distance. I’d move the snake around now and then and we had a nice quiet pigeon free week.

And then the Mourning Dove showed up. He was too dumb to think a snake might eat him, and landed right beside said snake and started munching.

Sadly, the pigeons are as smart as doves are dumb. As soon as they saw the snake hadn’t eaten that dove, they flew right in, and no matter how much I moved that snake, it never scared them again.

So I escalated…. 😼


This one scares everybody, including the cat and Mrs Vegetable!

Comment from Janna
Time: January 6, 2018, 9:38 pm

Did unkawill snag the Dead Pool with Erica Gardner?
Daughter of Eric Garner (I can’t Breathe!!). She was encouraging riots in NYC
IIRC Slipped the mortal coil Dec 31st.

Comment from Niña
Time: January 7, 2018, 7:12 am

Sorry, Janna…out of respect, no white people are allowed to nominate the late Miss Garner to the Dead Pool, jes’ sayin’. So if anyone did, they’d better not be white.

Not my rule!

Comment from Uncle Al
Time: January 7, 2018, 1:00 pm

Speaking of birds, I’ve been using Stoaty’s cackling chickens as my default mobile phone ringtone. I like it a lot: it gets my attention and I never mistake somebody else’s ringing phone for my own. Thanks, Mme. Ermine!

Comment from drew458
Time: January 8, 2018, 6:37 pm

Ok, it’s Monday. Probably nearly dinner time in Weaseltown. So, where you be at??

Comment from S. Weasel
Time: January 8, 2018, 7:41 pm

That’s a pity, AliceH. Those fat little English robins are awesome. In body shape, they’re like chickadees. If they were the size of geese, they’re probably be the most dangerous birds in the country — they know no fear!

Our current one (you only have one at a time; they’re that territorial) has been rescued from the jaws of Mad Jack, and still he is fearless.

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