Friday, August 27, 2010
Fall is upon us and with Fall comes lots of fun events. I will be at Park Place Christian Church on Oct. 2nd at the Blessing of the Pets. As the Avian Ambassador, I will be representing all of our birds past, present, and future. Then on Oct. 12, I will be at River Bend Nature Center for the Eco Fair. Lila will be putting on a program as part of the event. Of course if your school or organization would like to have a program, just call Wild Bird Rescue at 940-691-0828. Phee Phew!
Monday, August 23, 2010
Friday, August 20, 2010
If it walks like a duck, quacks like a duck, looks like a duck, it must be a duck. What a minute...ducks??? Bob and Lila have done it again. Why are there two ducks in the other half of my education mew? Did anyone ask my permission? Of course not! How's a bird going to get any respect! Phee Phew
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Would someone please take Lila's alarm clock and smash it? She's been coming by Wild Bird Rescue in the morning before the sun is up. This summer I got to sleep in every day and she didn't come into my mew until mid morning. Now she is waving superworms at me and misting me with water before I can even get my eye open. Geeez Lila...get a life!
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Lila released this bird, a Common Night Hawk, at dusk this evening. It sat in the tree until the sun was almost down. See how the coloration helps it camouflage itself in the tree? Once it heard the calls of the other Night Hawks, it took flight in the sky with them. Farewell my feathered friend. Phee Phew!
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Aiight dawg, I was ranching out in da hood with a bunch of my broskillets in da crib fo shizzle. Translation: I was put in the other aviary with 18 fledgling Mississippi Kites while some repairs were being made to my aviary. I'm giggy with it! Phee Phew
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Aaaahhhhh...just got sprayed down with some cool, clear, water! Water...water....cool, clear, water. Hey...wait a minute, I think those are the lyrics to an old Marty Robbins' song. You can't blame a bird for breakin' into a good ol' country song every now and then.