Author Topic: Beggars.............! (Read 9693 times)

riverbee · « **Reply #20 on:** January 09, 2016, 11:43:22 pm »

was looking through my pix and videos on critters........

squirrel i bottle fed, raised, and let go back to running around on our land. a hawk had disrupted the nest, and this one survived falling from high a top a pine tree. i heard 'crys', hard to describe...... i found the hawk, wings outstretched circling the squirrel. the hawk flew off so i grabbed her up.

a single raccoon we found as a baby. dang critter kicked my butt, bottle fed, raised, and she ran around on our property, raised her young (3), they also tried to raid the birdfeeder..........funny, she found a way to get past the anti critter stuff on the bird feeder. she would go up there, eat some seed and just sit, and/or fall asleep in it............

Jen · « **Reply #21 on:** January 10, 2016, 12:47:38 am »

Hahahaha, love the pics of her up in the feeder ~ So cute

Bakersdozen · « **Reply #22 on:** January 10, 2016, 07:52:51 am »

I am enjoying all these tales or tails.

Keep them coming.

neillsayers · « **Reply #23 on:** January 10, 2016, 01:46:00 pm »

RB,

He's probably about 9-10 months old. She has him in a huge dog carrier with straw piled up. Has to go in every week to clean out and he pretty much tolerates her. He's taken to calling to her when he hears her voice. He hears my voice all the time and doesn't look at me in terror anymore. A coonhunting friend of mine caught him in a live trap set in a commercial chicken house with the intention of letting his trainees catch it and kill it. His wife took one look and intervened and gave him to Jeannie. His name at this point is baby.

riverbee · « **Reply #24 on:** January 10, 2016, 07:44:11 pm »

thanks neil! he should be alright then at that age, but it doesn't hurt to add some warmth in the cage in a cold climate and/or throw in something your wife or you have worn that you want to give up! raggedty t shirt/sweatshirt...........just something with your scent on it! i would bet he gets excited to either see you or your wife and/or hear your voices?

in a short period of time....consider opening the cage door? i mean, let him venture out if he wants to .........leaving the cage door open so that he can venture for however long but yet has the 'safety' of the cage to come back to? he will, probably not far, and come back to the 'safety zone'.

neat story neil, thanks for sharing!

brooksbeefarm · « **Reply #25 on:** January 10, 2016, 09:16:20 pm »

I've had a lot of squirrel, coon, rabbits and young ground hogs growing up. I loved them, fried real crisp that is.

Jack

riverbee · « **Reply #26 on:** January 10, 2016, 10:27:18 pm »

jack, jack, jack.......

crisp fried ya say?...........you are about to get crisp fried..............

tell me a story jack about a critter you enjoyed, rather than crisp frying it, and i know you did!!!............

"I am enjoying all these tales or tails. "

bakers, great pun!!!

funny, that coon we raised and i shared pix of her in the bird feeder.........funny thing she never really did eat much of the black oilers if at all? she'd just go up there and sit for hours after dusk, content as all get out and fall asleep.

i really don't know why. sleeping in a bird feeder 10 - 12 ft up off the ground? ................

brooksbeefarm · « **Reply #27 on:** January 10, 2016, 11:40:38 pm »

Okay rb, Here it goes, i use to raise Roller Pigeons and had some of the best around. Not many people know what a Roller pigeon is. When they fly they will flip over in the air or go into a spin, the trick is to breed them so they will fly high go into a spin and pull out after spinning 20 ft. to 50 ft., if you get there genetics to strong they will go into a spin and not pull out and hit the ground and kill there self

. Well i had one that was a pet (little Red that didn't roll much) that i trained to come and light on my shoulder or hand when i whistled.Well when i got married and left home little Red took a liking to uncle Roy who lived next door, uncle Roy (in his 80's) was afraid of her, when he would go outside little red would fly down and try to light on uncle Roy, and when uncle Roy and aunt Lottie would get in there 41 Nash to go some where , little red would fly down and light on the front of the hood and ride for about a mile and then fly back home.Mom and dad made there selves sick laughing about uncle Roy's fear of little Red, but made me come and get little Red because aunt Lottie said uncle Roy got so he was afraid to go outside. I gave little Red to a good friend that had pigeons. Jack

Jen · « **Reply #28 on:** January 10, 2016, 11:55:36 pm »

Enjoyed that story Jack

But was wondering why you didn't keep Little Red with you after you got married?

brooksbeefarm · « **Reply #29 on:** January 11, 2016, 12:19:26 am »

Moved to town and lived in an apartment. I loved my pigeons and would get some now,but the red tail Hawks are protected now and there are a lot of them and they are a predator on pigeons.

Jen · « **Reply #30 on:** January 11, 2016, 12:38:01 am »

I see. I'm so interested in learning about these Roller Pigeons, Very Cool!

brooksbeefarm · « **Reply #31 on:** January 11, 2016, 09:35:24 am »

Jen, here's another amazing pigeon called (Parlor Tumbler), They couldn't or wouldn't fly over 3 ft. to 6 ft. off the ground?? You would bend over, hold them in front of you with both hands, there head toward you making circular motion, then put them on the ground. They will do a series of summersautes (sp?) or back flips across the ground.I also had Fan Tails, Puffball's and Homer pigeons. Strange animals. Jack

Bakersdozen · « **Reply #32 on:** January 11, 2016, 11:12:33 am »

I have two bird baths on the back deck. One is a frozen block of ice. The other is heated and up close to the electrical outlet on the house. This morning I see squirrels chipping away at the frozen bird bath and eating chunks of ice with their little paws. The heated bird bath must be too close to the house for comfort. The birds must not like the location either. I will move it.

iddee · « **Reply #33 on:** January 11, 2016, 11:26:26 am »

Jack, it may just be local language, but we called rollers the ones who made a back flip or two and kept going. The ones who continued the flips we called tumblers. The ones that couldn't fly, but just did flips when they tried, we called parlor tumblers.

In addition to all the ones you named, I had Giant Runts. Chinese owl pigeons, feather legs, and a few others, plus the common city park ones.

Jen · « **Reply #34 on:** January 11, 2016, 12:57:14 pm »

Very Cool reading all this pigeon stuff. If I had a farm....

Baker ~ That would be awfully cute to watch the squirrels eating chips of ice... but hard to watch as well. Glad you are accomodating them

brooksbeefarm · « **Reply #35 on:** January 11, 2016, 07:05:05 pm »

Iddee your probably right (

Gulp), i've never heard them called anything but Rollers? I've seen the other pigeons you mentioned but never had any., i think what you called Giant Runts, we called Giant King pigeons? My best friend that i gave little Red to passed away Jan.7 last Wed. had his funeral last Saturday. We were like brothers, when you seen one of us the other was close by, he had been in bad health for the last 3 years, it got so bad that he put a gun to his chest (Aug.28, 2015) but missed his heart and spent the remainder of his life in the hospital and rehab. I was the only one other than his wife and son that was allowed to visit him, he had many friends and family members. He will be and is missed. Jack

Perry · « **Reply #36 on:** January 11, 2016, 07:26:49 pm »

Sorry to hear that Jack. Condolences my friend.

Bakersdozen · « **Reply #37 on:** January 11, 2016, 07:47:21 pm »

Jack, that is a tragic story. I am so sorry for your loss.

iddee · « **Reply #38 on:** January 11, 2016, 07:53:47 pm »

Sorry to hear that, Jack. I'm feeling for you.

Yes, the giant runts were also called white kings. They were a solid white pigeon as big as a game chicken.

Jen · « **Reply #39 on:** January 11, 2016, 08:16:59 pm »

That is a tough one Jack... tragic and hard to understand. How lucky he was to have you as his friend. Sending lots of love ~Hugs~