Wednesday, September 29, 2010
September 29, 2010
Lila and Bob tried their hands at coping my beak and talons. For those of you that have not been following my blog, coping is the filing off of the extra growth. Since I am not in the wild, there is no natural way for me to wear them down. Plus there is no need for really sharp talons because my food is handed to me on a silver platter. Well...not really a silver platter, but you get the gist of what I mean. As my beak grows, it loses its natural shape. Now I look and feel more like a Mississippi Kite again. If you look at my picture at the top, you will see a groove before the downward curve at the tip of my beak. In the wild, I would use that sharp tip to help me catch insects in flight. I guess you could say I'm "groovy." Phee Phew!