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Hi! My name is Puffin " Come on Spring "

I am a Moluccan Cockatoo from Wallops Island, VA.



7 years old   F

Moluccan Cockatoo

Nuts, watermelon, oranges, apples, and grapes

On top of the cage, in the shower, and on the couch with Mom



She loves to cuddle with me and gives me treats.

I like to puff my feathers up even without being excited. So that is why I am named puffin..

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  Hi Miss Puffin
HOWDY BC partners, Mikey D here as we ponder just how we're gonna save both Miss Falco and Jesse from the talons of some nasty outlaw member of Black Bart's gang. As we spread out to search every nook and cranny of this Old Ghost Town, Miss Falco is busy dealin' a nasty blow to her bird-napper.
"Oh, I am so angry about my friend Falco being birdnapped by that nasty ol' hawk. I can't wait to get my six-shooter pointed in his direction. We'll show him we don't take kindly to our friends being bushwhacked!" Kiddo shouts as he shoulders open the door to the blacksmith's shop beside the Livery stable. He and Angel-tiel bolt inside, guns at the ready. A group of birdies follow them inside as they check every inch of the ole' buildin' " nuthin' here, let's keep goin'"
Jesse can hear his bird-napper outside as they talk softly about what was takin' place back in town. He hears Falco's name mentioned and his anger grows. He tries to call out, but the cloth tied around his beak prevents him making a sound. He sits thinking for a moment then worried for Falco,
"I MUST get free and save Falco. That nasty, foul-smellin' Hawk's gonna find out who I am" with that Jesse begins to swarm and wiggle, working to loosen his bindings. He pulls and tugs and finally feels the ropes begin to give a little slack.
" Did that hurt?" Falco asks coyly, trying hard to find a grin, " a little ol' girl couldn't hurt someone as strong as you?" she giggles out loud, then seeing Hawk-eyes look, she stops with difficulty .
"You just be settin' there and behavin' Black Bart will be along right shortly to deal with ya and your band of goodie-two-shoes"
BB sneaks out the back door of the jail to do some lookin' around for Jesse on her own. "Maybe he is not even being held in this ghost town any more! There is a old mine shaft in the hills close by" so BB mounts Sundancer & heads out to do more scouting. Riding north, she works her way up towards the mine from the back end. Tying Sundancer to a bush she grabs her riffle from the scabbard and checks her six-shooter, then carefully makes her way to a large boulder just above the mine's entrance. There, she hankers down to listen carefully as she watches two of Black Bart's gang pacin' nervously back 'n' forth.
"We better leave Jesse here and go see to gettin' Bart outta jail." a small, wiry bird tells his partner, a gangly sea gull in ragged clothes. She sees his dirty hat nod, then both head towards the north east where their horses had been hitched. BB grins, "the horses are long gone towards the south west.' She chuckles softly to herself as she inches closer to the mine's entrance.
"If I were you I'd be lettin' me go mighty fast, my friends are headin' this way right now and it ain't gonna go well for you!" Falco tells her bird-napper. He peers out the dusty window, what he sees makes him cringe.

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04/24/2015 10:03.32 AM Report This Comment  
  Hi Puffin
V4U today. Nothing new here, just been very busy. Along with everything else, the lawn and garden chores have started again, so that adds more to the to-do list. The heater had to go on last night, it was so chilly. The weather here hasn't been too good, lots of rain and even more rain is on the way again. Have a good weekend. From, Mayo.

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04/24/2015 06:10.42 AM Report This Comment  
  Hi Miss Puffin
Howdy partners, no time to be talkin' not with Black Bart heading with his gang to the ole' jail. Pearl and Silver smile " What a greyt feeling to be taking Black Bart and his cronies to lockdown (where they deserve to be) but we cowbirdies still don't have Jesse back." BB is riding out of the mountains towards the ghost town when she sees Falco being jerked into the general store. by a scruffy-lookin' Hawk. She slaps Sundancer on the shoulder and encourage her into a gallop as she winds her way towards the Ghost Town. "What foul deeds are going on now" she thinks. BB rides around town to scout things out & sees a strange horse out back of the general store. On the other side of town BB sees Boss D & the wagon crews putten Black Bart's gang in the jail house. BB enters the jails back door and tells every birdie what see saw at the general store. "It seems we have 2 birds being held hostage now"
Everybirdie turns around alarmed at the sudden sound of BB's voice. The news that Miss Falco has been bird-napped shocks everybird silent. "Oh no, not Falco! We have to rescue her from that awful hawk. I don't like hawks at all, ' Kiddo exclaims
Mikey D looks from Kiddo to Sky, then to the others searching for an answer. " We must move fast. Jesse and Falco are somewhere in town. "BART!," he growls angrily, " where ya got Jesse stashed? and NO! funny talk or you and your cronies are gotten be sorry!"
Black Bart begins to laugh, " now ain't ya all in a real bind? If' 'n ya don't set us free, you ain't findin' either Jesse or this Miss Falco either!" his eerie laughter echos in the old jail house.
"We have your gang hog-tied outside in the wagons. You make us a trade, we'll let ya have your lice-bitten hooligans back!" Sky says, an anger fillin' his eyes like a wildfire. Cappy marches Bart and his hooligans into the jail cell and locks them up, sittin' down to keep watch so there is NO jail breaks! " Ya' ll set outta here to search, find Jesse and Falco. I'll make sure our guests are all comfy-cozy."
The team bolts from the jail, spreadin' out to search for their friends, now held captive. Raffikki turns to Cookie and Pookie, " I bet Falco can hold her own!" they laugh a small worried laugh, then fly down the street to search in the livery stable.
Falco sits quietly, eying her captor. " Ya know they're gonna find me, and you'll end up gettin' your tail-feathers trimmed?" she grins straighten up under his angry glare.
" Now, no sassin' from ya missie" he yells walkin' over to within inches of her beak.
"Bad move buster" she yells, as she stomps down on his toes with her cow-girl boots, bitin' him on the wing at the same time.
"OWWWW" Hawk-eye screams, hoppin' on one foot, holdin' his wing with the other."Now, you're gonna get it, no more carryin' on!"

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04/23/2015 08:39.19 AM Report This Comment  
  Hi Puffin
Every day, animals are put into critical danger when their natural habitats are jeopardized by human activity. Together, we can protect the one earth we all rely on.

I am the Earth
And the Earth is me.
Each blade of grass,
Each honey tree,
Each bit of mud,
And stick and stone
Is blood and muscle,
Skin and bone.

And just as I
Need every bit
Of me to make
My body fit,
So Earth needs
Grass and stone and tree
And things that grow here
Naturally.

That’s why we
Celebrate this day.
That’s why across
The world we say:
As long as life,
As dear, as free,
I am the Earth
And the Earth is me. ?
HAPPY EARTH DAY
love Queen Boo Boo

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04/22/2015 12:16.54 PM Report This Comment  
  Hi Miss Puffin
Hello everybirdie, Mikey D , driving like the wind towards that ole' Ghost Town and a confrontation with Black Bart the notorious robbing, murderin', cantankerous villain of the Old West. With his gang members stowed away in our wagon beds, we drive into the deserted town ready to come beak to beak with our cunning enemy.
Pearl & Silver are wondering eggactly how the tunnel birds are gonna get outta their predicament when they see Cappy wink. Looking around for some way to get out of the predicament they found themselves, the Tunnel Birds realize their time might be up, when Cappy, their leader comes up with a thought to save them all and capture Black Bart. "Well has Black Bart ever encountered a mad Cockatoo Scream?" Cappy thinks and then lets out the loudest highest pitch scream he can manage. He rushes Black Bart with Drawing Blood on his mind. Everybirdy around that Cockatoo screaming drops everything to cover their ears and wince in pain, giving the Tunnel Birds time to react as they were all wearing earplugs.
The Tunnel Birds rush Bart and his birds, grabbing their dropped firearms. Cappy glares at Black Bart, his gun pointed at the leader of the robbin' gangsters." Move i, there's an old cell over in the Sheriff's Office that has your name on it. You can stay there until Mikey D and the others decide what to do with you." Cappy points to the door with his gun barrel. Bart turns signaling his birds to follow him to the jail house. Moving as one for the door, Falco stands aside to let the group pass, then joining the others she follows along towards the jailhouse.
No one has seen Jesse yet, but once Bart and his gang were under lock they'd search for him and set him free. Falco stops as she sees Mikey D and the wagons rushing along the dusty, bumpy road, then out of no where a wing covers her eyes and beak, stopping her from screaming for help. The dark shadow drags her into the old General Store before letting her go. With gun pointing towards her, she turns to see her captor. A scruffy Hawk squints beady blacken eyes at her. His torn jacket covering dusty clothes, and the smell of him makes Falco's nose sting.
"WELL now Missie, whata we here?" the birdknapper says, " bet Mikey D and the others gonna give us what we want to save ya!"
Falco glares angrily, and straightens her clothes out, " How dare you grab me, you rotten dirt-bag"
"Now, now that ain't no way to be behavin' missie" the birdnapper taunts. " you just set right yonder, and keep quiet like, hear me?"
Mikey D pulls to a stop at the saloon, as the others stop and rush for the doors of the stores and hotel to search for hide-a ways. No one realized with all the action that Falco was missing.
"Where's Jesse?"

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04/22/2015 11:28.03 AM Report This Comment  
  Hi Puffin
Howdy friends, Mikey d here, at Widow's Creek. It seems we've found us a peck of troubles with Black Bart and his gang of hooligans. All the cowbirds are on claw-tips waiting for the signal. When it happens they are all poised for action. Kiddo's fierceness and bravery gives them all a needed boost of courage as Badact ducks a bullet inches above his head. It was all the incentive the BC team needed, as they draw down on Black Bart's gang right there in the openin' at Widow's Creek.
With the echoing boom of Sky's double barrel shot gun, all chaos breaks loss under the saloon in that ole' Ghost Town. Cappy signals his Tunnel Birds who grab the remaining floor boards in their beaks and talons and with one mighty pull splinter them into kindling. Cookie, thinkin' like Kiddo
quotes a Dirty Harry line; " OK punk,Go ahead-Make my day!" The birds bust through the opening guns on the ready to come beak to beak with Black Bart himself, and a group of his dirty-birdie bandits.
"FREEZE!" Cappy yells as he points his gun at Bart, the others cover the remaining gang-members.
At Widow's Creek things are pretty busy. The bullets begin to fly from all directions as good birds, and gang-birds dive for cover. "The action is heatin' up!!!!!" BB is sitten tall on Sundancer's back over seein' the action at Widows Creek & the ghost town saloon. She is ready to ride to either spot to cover there if need be."This is better then cable TV." she yells as the action continues. Sky stands up and takes a fast shot at Badact and two of his cronies.
"Drop 'em, and wings up, or next shot won't miss," Sky fires so close it ruffles Badacts feathers.
"Ok, Ok, enough, it ain't worth it if Black Bart is gonna rob us of our share boyz" Badact drops his gun and throws his wings over his head.
Polly runs in and grabs his gun, as SweetPepper scoops up the other two guns from his friends standin' wings above their ratty heads. Kiddo takes careful aim at one of the other robbers, nicking his wing feathers, makin' him drop his weapon as he grabs his sore wing and begins to hoot and holler jumpin around like a rabbit. The other villains yell out " HOLD YA FIRE!" they come out from hiding places, wings up.
Mikey D calls out to his friends," grab some rope, lets tie these varmints up, we're headin' to town to make a delivery to Bart! " The team quickly secure the ropes and have the bandits hog-tied and loaded on the wagon beds, under the watchful eye of the gun-birds. They move to their teams like lightening and at a fast trot make dust as they move to the aid of their friends in the Ghost Town. BB clicks to Sundancer and moves off at a gallop, making a direct run for the action in town.
The Tunnel Birds have gotten themselves into a fix. They'd forgotten about the back door to the saloon. As they burst in and thought they had Bart covered they too were under cover; the cover of six gun barrels. " I think we got us a BIG PROBLEM!" Pearl whispers to Cappy.
see ya tomorrow,

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04/21/2015 09:30.57 AM Report This Comment  
  Hi Puffin
SHHHHHHHH!, Mikey D here at Widow's Creek. The place looks abandoned, not a bird in sight. Suddenly, outta the brush Black Bart's mite-infected side-kicks appear, guns poised at the ready. Mikey D takes a deep breath, and steps down from the lazy-board, and nods to the other drivers to follow suit. Cautiously, every nerve on the ready, the BC team moves to join the trail Boss.
"Far enough, now back off from them there wagons" a surly lookin' Raven orders, his six-shooter aimed at Mikey D. " fella's you take a gander and make sure them wagons have the treasure Bart wants."
Cappy and the tunnel birds have broken through the dirt and have slowly pried on the saloon floor until the boards are loose. Cappy is on high alert waiting for the signal. The tunnel birds are all ready to make their move and just wait in silence until Cappy hears the signal to burst through the floor and save Jesse.
"Wow, we tunnel birds did quick work." Pearl whispers to Silver waiting in the darkness," All the cowbirdies are eggcited and scared but more than prepared to do their assigned duties to carry out the rescue of Jesse as soon as the Trail Boss gives the order. They listen for the sound of Sky's double-barrel shot gun. Cookie shakes dust and dirt from his feathers after digging and stands waiting in silence. Dixie and Kallie along with Peepers and Celine all worked hard to move that dirt out from the tunnel they were building to connect to the saloon.They can't wait to save Jesse from Black Bart's clutches.
Mikey D, looks at the gang of thieves, then at the wagons. " Ok, you got everything ya wanted, now let my friends walk outta here peaceful-like"
"NO, Bart ordered us to take ya all hostage and bring you all back to town. You, come with me" he points at Pookie, one of the drivers, we're gonna go check out the loot. If there's any funny-business he's gonna get it. Hear me?" he growls angrily. Mikey D shakes his head, and waits not sayin' a word. He over-hears one of the bandits call the surly Raven, "Badact".
"WAIT! Badact ya sure you really wanta hand over all this treasure to Black Bart? You all kno' he ain't gonna share it with ya!" this gets the bandit-birds grumblin' among themselves. The plan is working. If they can convince these scoundrels that Black Bart is goin' to take everything they just might get them to turn against their leader.
Badact grabs Pookie by the shirt-collar and marches him to the sixth wagon, stoppin' to think for a moment, he then reaches his wing out to pull open the back of the canopy. He stops dead in his tracks as Kiddo jumps up, his gun leveled at Badact's head. The action gives everyone of the BC team time to dive for cover. Kiddo shoots over Badacts head, startling him, " feelin' lucky?" Kiddo yells angrily. Sky jumps out of his wagon bed, shooting his gun into the air, the double barrel echoing clear to the Ghost Town, signaling the Tunnel Birds into action. All chaos breaks loss
MIKEY D

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04/20/2015 09:41.53 AM Report This Comment  
  Hi Puffin and flock
Howdy, Mikey D here, at the camp readying to head into Widow's Creek. Cappy the tunnel-bird champ and his crew are already heading towards the Ghost Town, digging their tunnel quickly under Black Bart's beak, and moving in to place to rescue Jesse from their felonious grasps.
Ms BB rides back quietly into camp, unseen by the busy birds, it isn't until she speaks they realize she is there, " the tunnel birds are gettin' near the saloon! I seen a big pile of dirt outside of camp. Black Bart still has not shown himself. Some of his gang are still at Widows Creek waiting for the surprise you have planned for them. The group have got the horses away unnoticed and should have them here in the remuda any minute."
"It's time everyone!" Mikey D says loudly enough to be heard by all, "OK drivers, carporals act real casual-like, and don't let them know anythings up! Gun-birds, stay safe, wait for the signal, " Where's that feather-plucked rat?" before you come out shootin' and may God be with us!"
"The horses are stashed safely among the herd of cattle and mules, " Peppino reports to the others.
"Everybirdie knows the part they must play to successfully rescue Jesse and keep us and our cargo safe. Black Bart will regret messing with us again." Silver exclaims, as he and Pepper check their weapons.Pookie says "I'm all ready lets start heading out. I've got my rifle along with a night vision scope attached. I never leave home without it." he climbs up into the wagon. Peepers,Celine and the rest of the Dixie flock are all eager to help dig and be tunnel birds!They all grab a shovel to show Mikey D just how strong and fast they can be! Cappy directs the work, as dirt flies quickly out of the tunnel. Kaji takes a quick look of the work and reports back to the others that the tunnel is nearly finished.
"Let's move'em out!" Mikey D calls as he snaps the reins of his team and pulls them out onto the rough, rutted road. Kiddo spins around and draws his gun to show he is ready for Black Bart before jumping up onto the back of one of the empty wagons, joining the others hidden away in the beds of the Schooners. They move along at a slow walk, no birdie eager for what is to come. In the distance Mikey D spies Widow's Creek and can just make out a small figure of a bird watchin' them.
The Tunnel completed, Cappy waits for a few minutes to regroup his team before them head inside to make their way towards the saloon. They check their guns, and follow into the darkness. They wait to hear the signal shot from Sky at the Widow Creek. Then they will bust through the final inches of dirt and bust into the back of the saloon to save Jesse. Falco and Chyna take a deep breath as they wait. Very bird's nerves are on edge, ready to swing into action......
Mikey D holds up his wing, as they pull carefully into the opening at Widow's Creek..
see ya tomorrow, MIKEY D

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04/19/2015 09:22.52 AM Report This Comment  
  Hi Puffin and flock
WELL HOWDYYYY!, Mikey D finally back online. WOW, no net was sure tough. Didn't know how we'd make it much longer. Thankfully we can just pick on up were we left off. We gathered together to plan our rescue of Jesse and a greetin' for Black Bart he'd not soon forget. Lizzie had rustled up a great meal, but nobirdie seem too hungry with so much about to take place. With the wagons unloaded, and Apache, Bon Bon. Angel and Willie standin' guard we set about makin' plans on how to carry out our mission.
" I have scouted out Widow's Creek." Ms BB explained, " There is 1 road through the creek with lots of cover to hide in. That's bad for us cause Black Bart has his gang hid in it. I seen the movements they made back and forth to their horses. " BB paused for emphases "The cover is good for us cause we can sneak up & get the drop on them. Maybe a few birds can sneak in & lead their horses away.?"
"Now, that sounds like a workable idea, " Zippy says eager to get goin' and save Jesse. "I volunteer to go!"
"I will too" Parker adds. " Me too!" Flitzer offers.
"OK, you be careful. Take their horses back around the creek, and into our remuda for safe keepin. But be careful." Mikey D says, patting them each on the shoulder. He knows he's picked the best birds to do that job. Angel-tiel, Pepper and Peppino join the group as they ride out of camp to carry out their mission. Angel & Pepper are happy to help the birdies execute the "surprise" for Black Bart!
"We need to get these wagons hitched and ready." Sky adds looking at Mikey D for direction. "I'll be honored to be in the wagon as I'm a good shot." Pookie steps forward eager to do his share to help. Cookie and Spot get their guns ready, they know the team will out smart that rotten Black Bart and his gang.
"We're ready to do whatever part we need to help rescue Jesse and keep everybirdie, cargo, etc. safe." Pearl and Silver check their weapons and smiling, join the volunteers climbing into the now empty wagons.
Cappy steps up to help Mikey D and Sky lead the attack. "I'm very proficient with a sling shot lol. " he begins to pick out shooters to be in his wagon. Kiddo re-loads and speaks up "I have my six shooter loaded and ready to go!" he hops into the wagon bed ready to fight. Cappy asks "has anybirdie thought of digging a tunnel into the town? ... Cappy explains he is very adept at digging escape tunnels .
"NOW, that's a plan" Mikey D says grinning widely, We need tunnel birds quick! Any volunteers? Wings go up all over camp. "Cappy, you take all the tunnel-birds you need and head into town. Tunnel your way carefully towards the saloon. "Jesse!, we'll be there soon!"
see ya tomorrow, MIKEY D

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04/18/2015 10:34.01 AM Report This Comment  
  Hi Puffin
Howdy partners, Mikey D here with our Thursday update. Things had taken a turn for the worse, when SKY and GUS came up with a plan that might just work to help us free Jesse and keep our cargo safe. Black Bart, that low0down dirty bird bird-napped Jesse as he rode a lame mule back to the remuda. That rotten scoundrel has his black, beady eyes fixed on stealin' our cargo, taken our wagons and riding off with our mules and herd. Well, let me be tellin' ya, there ain't no way we's gonna be givin' that low-flyin' thief and his gang of lice-bitten villains anything, and we're gonna be show him in no uncertain terms.
" Here comes a lone rider Boss!" Cappy yells out from his look-out position in a nearby tree. "It's Miss BB". Miss BB gallops into the camp & dismounts. "Boss, I did not see any way we can get into that Saloon in the ghost town without being seen. There are guards on top of the buildings. Mr Sky's plan sounds like the best chance of success. Sky and Gus are right about Black Bart. He & his gang are not that bright. Just downright mean & ornery. I volunteer to be in one of the empty wagons. " she exclaims a growl in her voice.
The group of birds burst out in a loud cheer of triumph. " We'll take on that stealin' bird-nappin' feather-duster of a hooligan." One and two by twos the birds offer their wings in this battle to save Jesse and protect their precious freight of Birdie-treats.
"You know I'm with you!" Sugar yells high-fouring Mikey D."You could put Lizzie in that wagon. I guarantee you that is all you need to do." Kaji says, as Lizzie demonstrates her fire power for everybirdie.
"You're right, she'd toast him, but good. We gotta make sure we get Jesse back first, then she can practice her flame-thrownin' skills" Sky says laughing. The others join in and soon everyone is laughing at the image of Black Bart meeting Miss Lizzie.
"Now, that's fire-power" Flitzer adds." there sure ain't no shortage of volunteers to take on Black Bart. I certainly want to be a member of this mission to rescue Jesse!' Kiddo tells Dory and Polly.
"ok, we're all in agreement. Let's get these wagon's unloaded quick. I need some riders to head out to the remuda and have them bring the herd close in. Miss BB, you, Sky, and a few volunteers ride out to get the Beakerton Agents out on the trail still. We have a big party to plan for and right quickly too!" Mikey D assigns the work and heads to his wagon with Chuey to begin the job of unloading the freight. " We'll need to have gun-birds stay here to guard the hidden cargo." he takes a deep breath. Time is running by fast and they had much to do if their plan was going to work.
It isn't long before everybirdie is gathered together, working to prepare for the surprise that was awaitin' Black Bart and his gang come sundown at Widow's Creek.
see ya tomorrow, MIKEY D

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04/16/2015 10:11.44 AM Report This Comment  
  Hi Puffin and flock
Mikey D here after a day's absence. I must say Mr Sky ( Sky Flock) looks rather handsome with his beak and nails all trim and polished. Then to make it worse he got a huge wooden toy from Chuey's Chewable Bird Toy Creations. Geesh, I had to sit here and tend mules all day in the hot sun whilst I fretted some over how we'd get Jesse back from Black Bart. As I was sittin' astride the lazy-board on the wagon, driving these tired, sweaty mules Ms BB came ridin into our midst.


"I had a short meeting with The Bird yesterday up in the hills. He/she has had a hard time getting away from Black Bart. The Bird said "Black Bart & his gang have Jesse in their camp in the ghost town. They are in the saloon." I hope this intel helps. I am going to scout the ghost town for ways to get in without being seen" with this message she wheeled her steed and galloped off into the distance before I had a chance to ask any questions. The whole message has me troubled now. We have until sundown to figure out a way to rescue Jesse, before we have to deal with Black Bart. There ain't no way, no how we're gonna hand over our wagon train to the likes of that feathered rascal.
Lizzie is thoroughly disgusted." I shoulda toasted Black Bart last time," she thinks. "Now he has Jesse. I know I should just pay attention to my cooking but I sure do have a mind to torch that dastardly demon. " she exhales a puff of smoke and fire in her anger. Kaji looks at her, and grins. Black Bart just might have bitten off more then he can handle this time.
Mikey D calls a break, pulling off into a nice cool grove of cottonwood trees that grow by a shallow river bank. The perfect place for a quick, make-shift camp and rest. Everyone needs a break and somethin' good in their bellies, then they will figure out how to rescue Jesse from that bad varmint Bart. BB was off scouting the Ghost Town, and no doubt would be back soon with the intel they needed to make a quick, safe mission of it. Even the smell of roasting beef and bread wasn't enough to stop that knot of worry in Mikey D's stomach.




Sky and Gus arrive at the camp, and tend their team. Washing up in the river they hurry to find Mikey D. " We've been thinkin' boss, we might have a plan that just might work. You see, Black Bart isn't that bright, just mean and ornery so we were thinkin' that if we were to unload the wagons and deliver them to him at the Widow's Creek. Instead of freight we have gun-birds stowed away inside the wagon beds and when he comes to check them out, we gett'um good. He won't even suspect a thing. We act all afraid and all when we pull into the rendezvous place. We can teach that rat bird a lesson he'll never forget.
Mikey D listens carefully and smiles. It might just work, if everybirdie can play along with the plan. But "Is there enough birds willing to take on Black Bart?" he asks out loud hopeful that they can win this battle.
see ya tomorrow, Mikey D

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04/15/2015 11:54.52 AM Report This Comment  
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Hello everybirdie, Mikey D here on the Old Spanish Trail. As we push on past Abiquiru we urge the teams into a fast trot, trying to put some distance behind us, and Black Bart. Leaving behind Kaji, Lizzie, Peppino and Zippy to re-stock the supplies, with Sugar, Apache, and Flitzer, agents from the Beakerton Security Company, to escort the wagon and supplies as they hurry to rejoin the wagon-train Mikey D sighs in relief. The day has turned out sunny and warm, and a soft breeze blows bringing promise of better weather to come.
Way out in front of the wagons scoutin' trail BB looks back & sees a mule being led by a horse. The mule has a slight limp. She thinks to herself, as she watches from a long distance, "That will slow down the remuda some. Think I will do a round about & look for track & sign on the sides. Dont need to lose any of our extra mounts & pulling stock to Black Bart." She wheels her mount, Sun Dancer around begins to move off, but stops suddenly and turns. Taking out her binoculars she watches the pair of animals as they move towards the remuda. Then she sees what had caused her to turn around. she hadn't been imagining things, "there's no rider on the horse." BB clicks to her horse, and urges her into a gallop as she covers the ground between herself and the incoming horse and mule.
Pepper and Sweetpepper see BB racing towards the remuda and ride in her direction before they too spot the incoming riderless horse. BB catchs the horse who is walking at a slow pace due tot he limping mule. Pulling on the reins that are looped over the saddle-horn, bringing the pair to a halt. Then BB sees it. A note, tacked crudely to the saddle. Checking out the surrounding area carefully first, she takes the note in talon, as Pepper and Sweetpepper pull up beside her. BB unfolds the note and reads it out loud.
"IF ya ever wanta see your driver Jesse again in the feather, you' ole best be plannin' on meetin us at Widow;s Creek at sundown tomorrow."
Sweetpepper whistles loudly, shaking her head in disbelief. The color drains out of BB's face as the impact of the note hits home. "Black Bart has Jesse for ransom. " She shakes her head slowly, " this ain't good, ain't good at all. I have to get word to The BIRD somehow, somewhere."
Leading the horse and mule into the remuda, Pepper unsaddles the horse and let's it go to graze. The three look at one another for a long minute in silence. " I'm goin' head to the wagons to tell Mikey D, and then go in search of the Bird. We have to try to get Jesse back without handing over everything to that low-life scoundrel. We have only one day to come up with a plan and save our friend!"Miss BB spurs her horse into a gallop, dust rising behind them in her need to get back to the wagon train, and pass on the note to Mikey D, Wagon Master.
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04/13/2015 06:52.13 AM Report This Comment  
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Howdy, Mikey D here from the Wild West. It seems that we were waitin' on Black Bart but he hasn't been seen, hide or feather. It's never good to take things for granted, but today, as we stop for a quick meal, and to rest our tired teams, life seems pretty bright and hopeful. Our trip has ben pretty free of mishaps, only one broken wheel, and now, Jesse and Gus have a lame mule to exchange. Heck, that's nothin' compared to some of the problems travelers encounters on the old trails in the 1800s.
" Mikey D, I will ride back to the remuda Boss, and exchange this old gal, for another mule. She's dun hurt herself on a rock, and cracked her hoof. I've tarred it good, but she ain't ready for no more pullin' right now." Jesse explains, as he saddles up a spare mount from the group of grazin' horses. "I won't be long, and then we'll be ready to move out when the rest of ya are done eattin'."
"Ok, be careful, Black Bart and his ragged bunch of varmints are sneakin' around somewheres."
Jesse ties the mule to the saddle horn, and springs into the saddle, kneeing the dunn mare into a slow walk, the mule limping slightly behind her. With the tip of his hat, he turns the bend in the road, and disappears out of sight.
" Come and getter" Kaji calls, hitting the triangle with the soup spoon. It doesn't take another call to get the hungry travelers lined up for grub. Mikey D and Chuey fill their plates with hot beans, bacon and beef. The smell making their beaks water. " Smells delicious as always!" Mikey says smiling at Lizzie, Kaji and the cooks' helpers dishin' out the food.
" Jesse rides the horse watchful of the landscape about him. The sun is warm and a slight soft breeze cools his sweaty body off. Driving the team is hard, tiring work, but the adventure is awesome he thinks to himself as his mind begins to wander. He thinks of Falco riding with the remuda. He hasn't seen her much during the trip, so this will be a nice break and opportunity to visit at least for a short while. Jesse gives the mare her head, and lets her pick her own path along the road as he back-tracks to the outskirts of the wagon-train where the remuda waits and grazes.
Mikey D finishes up and waits for the drivers and carporals to finish eating before gathering everybirdie togetehr for a short meeting. " We're nearing Abiquiru, but we need to keep moving on towards our goal. We will have Kaji and Lizzie and a few riders stop for fresh supplies, and continue along the trail. We will meet up later at the night stop. We need as much distance between us and Black Bart as we can possibly gain. I don't trust that scoundrel."
The general agreement is to go along with the plan, leaving only a half dozen birds back to get supplies, with some Beakertons' agents as escorts just in case they might run into troubles.
"I wonder where Jesse is?" Gus says
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04/12/2015 06:40.09 PM Report This Comment  
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Hello, Mikey D here, on the rough, rutted road from Santa Fe headin' towards California with our wagon train of precious birdie supplies. With the day bright and sunny, we are making good time as we drive towards Abiquiru. Cookie and Spot have taken over the lead, with Raffi and Cydney followin' behind them. This is giving me a break from the pressure of keeping both eyes alert and watching for any sign of that scoundrel Black Bart.
Kaji and Lizzie follow in the chuck wagon. The decision to remain togetehr rather then having them move on ahead was a wise choice. Lizzie grins as she tells Kaji. " Hmm. Shoulda torched Black Bart when I had the chance on the last trip," she thinks to herself. A curl of smoke comes out of her nostril "He better be careful...we might have Blackened Bart if he tries anything." She smiles to herself.
Raffikki snaps the whip to urge the mules into a quick trot, and turning to Cydney he says with fire in his eyes,"YeeeeHawwww! I am ready for Black Bart! Bring it on buddy!" Cydney grins, knowing that her sweetie Raffi would protect her and their cargo.
Miss Bb rides from the remuda where she'd been riding scout to report to Mikey D, pulling her mount beside the moving wagon she relays the news, "I seen strange tracks on the trail west. Lots of tracks on both sides and a 2 day old campfire in the hills. I have not seen The Bird in a few days & I am startin' to get worried about him/her." After a brief discussion, BB pulls rein to head back to the herd, "Well I am headin' back out to scout the trail after I get something warm to eat at the Cantina. I am tired of chewing on jerky in town. Keep your eyes open,your heads turning & your 6 shooter close to your wing." with that she gallops back down the trial.
Mikey D shakes his head, looking back down the trail as BB disappears into the dust raised by the wagons. "Chuey, we're sure lookin' for some troubles I'm thinkin'. Black Bart isn't easily discouraged once his mind is set on things. We're gonna have to drive double shifts, and set up Rifflemen on the wagons, just in case."
Chuey thinks long and hard before she smiles and answers. " Mikey D, we have a great group of riders, drivers and carporals, and the Beakerton Agents with us will keep everyone safe. Every birds a crack-shot. Don't worry, we'll get these wagons through." she grins softly at Mikey D hoping to give him some peace about all this.
As the sun begins its descent towards the horizon, the wagons pull to a stop by a slow-movin' brook, and set about making a quick meal. As the cooks busy themselves with preparations, the drivers and carporals tend to their tired mules. it's during this time that Jesse and Gus notice one of their lead mules has cracked its hoof, likely on a sharp rock in the road. With a lame mule it will mean riding out to the remuda to exchange animals before dark.
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04/11/2015 09:32.04 AM Report This Comment  
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Hi fellow adventurers, Mikey D here with our Friday post on the trek across the USA with our special cargo. With BC actin' funny again, I sure hope we make it there safely. With Sweetpepper and Kacey's message about Black Bart, the whole future sure looks dark and ominous. Many of ya will recall Black Bart and his gang of thugs from our Cattle Drive last year. HE sure tried his darnedest to side-swipe us cow-birdies, but thanks to Jenny-Lynn and her group of scouts, his plans were squashed like a bug, and the cattle arrived safely in Wyoming.
"Kacey, can ya please go round up the Drivers and Carporals, we best be havin' us a meetin' and make some plans so's we can make it to California safe and sound."
"Sure Boss, be right back." Kacey races off to gather everybirdie for the meeting, while Mikey D paces anxiously. " I wonder what we can do to foil his plans?"
" What's up Boss?" Pearl asks as he and Silver hurry to join him outside the Livery.
"Black Bart" is all Mikey D can reply, as he thinks of a plan for action.
It isn't very long before all have gathered back together, a worried look on every face. A whisper fills the air as the concerned birds try to figure out what's happened.
Mikey D stops suddenly, and jumps onto the back of the nearest wagon so everybirdie can see and hear him better. He looks intently at his friends, he feels a sense of happiness to be with such brave, heroic birds, when faced with such a big problem as Black Bart. He shutters, then slowly he begins to explain what Sweetpepper and Kacey's search has exposed.
"Well, I hate to bring us bad news, but indeed bad news it is. Our Night riders, while watchin' over the remuda outside of town have uncovered Black Bart and his gang of hoodlums. The BIRD has sent back word, that Black Bart has set his eyes upon our wagon train and even now is makin' plans to ambush us along the trail. Accordin' to the BIRD he will attack somewhere between here, in Santa Fe and Abiquiru where we pick up the Old Spanish Trail. If the opportunity fails for him, we will be at his mercy as we begin to travel through hostile and formidable territory." Mikey D stops to allow the news to sink in, before finishing. "we will have to drive hard, every-bird on alert, guns at the ready."
It remains quiet for a few minutes, then a cheer rises from the gathered travelers. " We will beat him at his own game once more!" the BC friends high four one another as they agree to stand together against Black Bart and his thugs, or anybirdie else who might mistakenly think they can steal their precious supplies destined for needy birds in the sunny south-west. Mikey D sighs a relieved sigh as he smiles to himself. These are brave and fearless birds he has along with him on this dangerous trip.
"Ok, let's hitch up and get movin', we want to cover as much distance as possible by sun down.
See ya tomorrow, MIKEY D

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04/10/2015 09:20.33 AM Report This Comment  
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Howdy partners, Here"s Mikey D with a quick update on our Adventure into the Old West. With the wheel repaired and the team re-hitched we high-tailed it for Santa Fe at a fast trot. Well, fast as we could considerin' the rough road we traveled. With the ruts and rocks that riddled the old El Camino trail, we near shook out our tail feathers. The driver had to sit mighty tight on the Lazy-seat bench or be tossed clear off their wagons. But 'bout dawn we finally saw Santa Fe rising up in the horizon. Let me be tellin' yah, we sure breathed a sigh of relief to see them there wood buildings dotting the view ahead. The Old El Camino Real Trail is today's U.S Route 101, historically the closest to the officially recognized El Camino Real.
"WHOA!" Mikey D yells as he stomps down onto the brake handle causing the mules to slow then stop. Mikey shakes the reins to walk the tired critters towards the water trough outside the feed store. Chuey jumps down and rushes inside, returning in a minute, directing Mikey D to take the teams to the stockyard fence beside the livery where they can be unhitched, rubbed down and cared for. As the teams are set loose, the birds wander through the street, stopping to look in the wooden fronted stores. The wooden sidewalk is a busy place as birds hurry to shop, and pick up needed supplies.
"I'll stand watch over the wagons boss" Bon Bon, and Parker can help too
"Ok, make sure nobirdie gets to close. You never know who might be in town and lookin' for some easy loot. Mikey D tips his Stetson and hurries off to the livery stable.
"Parker, you set up top and keep watch, I'll patrol from down here." Bon Bon instructs, as she shoulders her shot-gun and heads to work. " Flitzer, you stayin' to watch too?"
"Yes madam," Flitzer, pulls his gun and stands guard behind the parked wagons. His eyes watching every movement in the dusty streets. It isn't long before birds begin to wander back to their mounts. Cappy takes one of the horse hitched to the rail and rides back, outta town to the Remuda with several bags of supplies. He returns shortly with Susan and Chipper. They ground hitch their horses and spring down from the saddle, disappearing into the livery where Mikey D is paying the fees for the food and care the mules had received.
Mikey D reappears quickly, a worried expression on his face. He finds Sugar and Finnegan, the heads of Security and quickly relates the information he'd received from Chipper and Susan.
"Kacey and Sweetpepper, riding watch had found traces of several horses crossing their path, heading due west of Santa Fe. They'd followed for a short while, and came across signs that it was Black-Bart and his gang, following closely on their heels. As they made the crest of a hill, THE BIRD, had appeared from the shadows, to pass word that Black-Bart had his mind set on taking not only the wagons, but the mules and remuda too.
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04/09/2015 10:57.58 AM Report This Comment  
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Howdy all, Mikey D here on the El Camino trail heading towards Santa Fe. We've been side-swiped by our first accident along the trail. The rutted dusty road has cost us a broken wheel on the wagon bein' driven by Buddy and Pedro. Thankfully no birdie was injured, but the delay put us behind in our attempt to reach the city last evenin'. When birds hit the old trails these break downs of wagons and gear weren't uncommon, and put bird against nature to the test many a time. Thankfully we had loaded a few extra wheels into the supply wagon. The wagon was built with its floor curved upward to prevent the contents from tipping and shifting. It could carry up to 12,000 pounds (5,400 kg) of cargo. The seams in the body of the wagon were stuffed with tar to protect them from leaking while crossing rivers. Also for protection against bad weather, stretched across the wagon was a tough, white canvas cover. The frame and suspension were made of wood, and the wheels were often iron-rimmed for greater durability. Water barrels were built on the side of the wagon, toolboxes held tools needed for repair, and a feed box on the back of the wagon was used to feed the mules. The early freight wagon was not intended to be ridden upon. The wagon had a break handle on the left side between the two wheels and a teamster either walked beside the wagon or could ride standing (and could sit for a rough ride) on a pull-out board, called a lazy board, that provided access to the break handle. The left mule near the wagon is referred to as the wheel horse and was sometimes ridden. The Prairie Schooner wagon began the "driving" on the right-hand side of the road.
Hitching a pair of mules to the side of the wagon, we set it up onto an old stump we'd rolled over to brace the wagon while we replaced the broken wheel.
"Ok everybirdie, PUSHHHH" Mikey D calls out, as every wing offers help to set the wagon up on the stump. " Careful, watch your wing tips."
"Ok Boss, we gotter in place" Kiddo calls as the wagon settles onto the make-shift support. Sky and Kaji climb onto the supply wagon, and pull the new wheel out onto the ground. Raffi grabs it and begins to roll it over to the waiting group. Gus and Jesse run to give a wing to Raffi as they guide it to the place it's needed. Dixie, Silver and Cappy grab one side of the heavy, awkward wheel, while Sky and Raffi lift the other. Kaji and Lizzie push it onto the central axle as Kiddo swings the heavy hammer to knock it on tightly. With the wheel finally centered, and the pins replaced, the wagon is once more lifted by mule power to remove the stump. Wiping dust and sweat from their brows, the birds look at the sun, " four hours, not bad. I am surprised it went on so quickly." Mikey D exclaims relieved that they can once more hitch up and move along the trail. A broken wheel on the frontier left travelers subject to all kinds of danger.

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04/08/2015 10:01.31 AM Report This Comment  
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Howdy all, Mikey D here, on the Old Spanish Trail as we head towards sunny California. At the short stop over for rest Norman comes quietly to Mikey D who is sitting by the warm fire, sipping some of Lizzies coffee.
"Boss, there's a short-cut to Santa Fe. If we cut off ahead an' take the El Camino Real Trail, we'll cut off a day's drive then we can head back over to the California Real Trail to San Diego. We might even miss Black Bart by foolin' that scoundrel."
Mikey thinks for a long moment then rubbing his beak, " We'll do it. Ya know the way buddy?"
"Nope, but it won't be difficult to locate the turn. There's markers up pointin' the way."

Mikey D heads off to talk to the drivers, wakin' them up for a brief discussion of the change of route. Before long, everybirdie is made aware of the change and Bon Bon who had ridden in to pass the "all clear" message, has headed off to get Finnegan and Sugar and the Beakerton Agents moving off towards the El Camino. As the very faint light of dawn touches the sky, the teams are already hitched, and shifting anxiously in their traces.Mikey D jumps up onto his bench, taking the reins in wing and with a shout and a crack of the whip over their back into the air, the mules lean into their harnesses, and the wagon train is on the road once more. After a quick three miles, the El Camino turn appears ahead, and Mikey D directs his team to switch routes. The road is a simply dirt trail, and perhaps in places no more than a footpath. Heavily used by cattle herds it is pitted with ruts and turned up sod, making for a very jerky and rough drive.
Norman rides up to speak to Mikey D in the lead wagon. " Boss, I'm riding ahead some to check the road". With a tip of the hat, and a spur to his mount, he trots off over the hills ahead. Mikey D watches Norman disappear and wipes the sweat and dust from his face. Just as he clicks to get the team moving a little faster, he hears a loud scream and a crack, that echos like thunder. Pulling back on the reins, he stomps down on the wooden brake stick to bring his team to a halt. Once stopped he ties the reins to the bench and springs down as fast as he can move.
"What happened?" he yells as he hurries back among the stopped wagons. Then he sees it. the fifth wagon has tipped to the side, dumping cargo and supplies on the ground. He rushes to check that Buddy and Pedro are ok. Seeing them working to unhitch the team he races to offer help. Sky and Cappy also hurry to their aid. " What happened?" Mikey D asks bewildered. Then he sees it. The right rear wheel is split into pieces, causing the wagon to tip over. "Thank goodness you both are ok."
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04/07/2015 09:36.46 AM Report This Comment  
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Hello everybirdie, Mikey D here with today's update on our Mission to deliver supplies to California. Mule trains were the norm in the early to late 1800s. Due to their sturdy, rugged nature, and incredible intelligence mules became extremely popular as farmers, freighters and cartage companies began to see their incredible worth and value. Unlike horses or oxen who required large pasturing and tired easily, the Mule, could work long, grueling hours in dry, sparse areas and tended to do very well with less or poor quality water. Not saying that they could survive indefinitely under these conditions. Mules are stockier, more muscular and have powerful front structures better adapted to weight pulling, making them able to bear up to four-times the weight that a horse can.
Mules are less temperamental than horses and easier to train for any type of work. Mule's skin is harder and tougher. It can withstand extreme temperatures better than a horse and can go longer without water. It has harder hooves and is more sure footed on rocky terrain. A mule needs only 4-5 hours of sleep a day and goes just over 3 mph or about 50 miles in a day. So it is easy to see why stealing mules became a priority to "highway-men" thieves who preyed on wagon trains and lone riders. The mules often fetchin' them more cash, then the contents they carried in the wagons.
Some of histories famous Highwaymen included, James Ford, Ford's Ferry Gang, river pirates and highway robbers. Robert H "Three-fingered" Birch, Birch Banditti of the Prairies, and The Prairie Bandits Gang, famous for attacking wagon trains belonging to freighting companies. The American West was filled with legend and adventure, as up-right, honest men turned to a life of robbery and killing. Raiding the trains of wagons being an "easy" income for the ruthless. It became a necessity early into the 1800s to employ Security Agents for protection, and all drivers and Carporals worked with a long-riffle at hands reach. One of the most famous Security Companies was founded in 1850 by Allan Pinkerton, who started the Pinkerton National Detective Agency. As robbery along the various trails ran ramped, agents were hired by freight companies to give protection along the routes. In certain situations the US Army Calvary was sent to ride escort with the cargo wagons to their destination. Shipments of gold, ammunition and other precious cargo, such as the first ice-boxes ( refrigeration units) heading to California were watched over by soldiers lest they be stolen mid-trip.
The wagons and teams would be on the trail for twenty-hours a day with only two brief stops for food, and rest for the mules and teamsters. They needed to make Santa FE by sundown Tuesday, and over 140 miles left to cover, there was no other choice. As Mikey D talks to the drivers he smiles to himself. They are ready and willing to make the push to cover the distance ahead." What a great group" he says " see ya tomorrow, MIKEY D

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04/06/2015 08:46.52 AM Report This Comment  
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Mom used those cute little lights today on the Easter table! Everyone loved them, too.
Thanks for the congratulations. I had a great time in the castle with Queen Booboo, we hid Easter eggs all over the place. Hope you find some, they had some neat prizes inside.
Mom had 14 for dinner today, and they began to arrive around noon. Dinner was served at 2, and there was plenty of food for everyone. Mom sent home care packages with nearly everybody, too. People were gone by 8, so we have a little time to blog. Hope your Easter day was all you wanted it to be and that you had a good celebration.
Mom has an eye appointment in the morning, so we may not get online until later in the day tomorrow. Hope you got lots of cuddles and scritches today. Hugs, Falco

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04/05/2015 07:15.01 PM Report This Comment  
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There is a pleasure in the pathless woods
There is a rapture on the lonely shore
There is society, where none intrudes
By the deep sea, and music in its roar:
I love not man the less, but Nature more,
From these our interviews, in which I steal
From all I may be, or have been before,
To mingle with the Universe, and feel
What I can ne'er express, yet cannot all conceal. -

HAPPY EASTER

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04/05/2015 06:13.41 PM Report This Comment  
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Happy Easter to all our BC friends and families. Hope each of you have a very special day today, as we celebrate the Risen Savior. Easter is always a special time, as it also heralds in the spring, with sun, greening grass and the birth of flowers long dormant under the snow.
The wagons arrive at the camp, Kaji and Lizzie and their helpers have set up along side a clear running river. The perfect spot to graze the herd, and fill up on some of Kaji and Lizzie's awesome grub. Kaji takes a look at the beef that is simmering over the fire. It smells heavenly. Lizzie is busy making sure the bread is rising, and she pauses to stir the first pot of beans.
"I know those birdies are gonna be super hungry when they pull in" she says to Kaji. "And we will have a feast for them, that is for sure! "
Kaji nods, and checks the next fire with even more beef."Yup," he thinks to himself. "Can't wait to sink my beak in some of this!"
The smell of beef and bakin' bread fills the air, making beaks water as the drivers and Carporals tend to their charges. The mules remain hitched to their wagons, a feed-bag placed over their long satiny nuzzles filled with oats, barley and a little molasses for extra energy. The remuda is corralled quickly within the make-shift fences. The air is grey with the dust stirred by the one hundred sweaty mules. Though Pearl and Silver had never worked with mules before they are eggspert with horses so they were quick to adjust to the team on wagon #2. Kiddo and Pookie arrive last, in wagon number ten. They quickly tend the team, before rushing to the river for a long, cool drink of clean water. Driving the last wagon is tough work, the dust stirred by the previous ones making it difficult to see and breath.
As the Hungry cowbirds and teamsters dive into the hot meal, Miss Ronnie, Lucy Blue and Lizzie dish out baskets of fresh, baked bread and butter to the camp. Timmy and Toby ride into the camp with Susan to bring word from the Beakerton Security Agents that the trail ahead looks great, clear of fallen trees and no signs of troubles layin' in wait. Picking up a basket of hot bee, beans and bread, they gallop back down the trails. Apache and Finnegan standing watch on a hill top, see their riders comin' and begin to work their way back into the camp they'd set up earlier.
Pulling an old map out of a leather bag, Mikey D rolls it out onto the ground, studying the land shown ahead. His hopes is to reach Santa Fe by mid day Tuesday, to pick up the original Old Spanish Trail to California. To succeed will mean drivin' late into the night, sleepin' for a few hours of shut-eye then movin on again. It's gonna be difficult for the newly trained teamsters, workin mules for twenty hours a day is tough business for anyone, but these newly trained drivers will be pushed to their limits to keep that hurried pace. Sighing he packs up the map and begins to wander from team to team explaining the plan.
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04/05/2015 07:21.49 AM Report This Comment  
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YEEEEEHAWWWWW, we're headin' on out today. The wagons are packed, the loads tied down securely in the beds of the Schooners. The sound of bawling cattle can be heard from outside the city of San Antoine. The dusty roads now turned to thick sticky mud after the heavy rains overnight. With the crack of whips, the stocky mules fall into place on their line-ups as traces are fixed into place,and lines are double checked.
Chipper and Moggie ride into the midst of the wagons looking for Mikey D. "BOSS, we're all set to get movin"" they tip their stetson's and spin their horses to race back to the herd of mules, horses and cattle waiting to fall into place in the wagon train to California.
"SPOT!" Cookie yells out from his wagon. "Getta move on, we're set to move out" Spot grabs one final bag of grain and tosses it into the back of the wagon, food for the mules ont he trail"
"Ready," Spot leaps into t e driver's seat and pulls the reins free of the brake. Cookie, steps onto the long wooden handle, keepin' the team from startin too soon."
"OK, Let's go, mover on out" Mikey D yells, lettin' out a sharp whistle, followed by the crack of his whip into the air. The ten mules lean forward intot heir harnesses and the heavily loaded wagon lurches forward. 7000lb for cargo begins it's slow trip towards the southwest. The other wagons start to pull up into line, leaving the distance of two wagon lengthens between each one. Outside of town Pedro yells out to stop for a moment. The others tramp down onto their wagon's brake, as Buddy the driver pulls back on the lead traces with all his might, stoppin' the head-strong animals from continuing. Pedro jumps down, running out in front of the team, grabbing the lead mules by the head gear.
Finally stopping, he runs towards the rear pair of mules, and points to a damaged coupling. He works on it quickly, and leaps back onto the wagon bench beside Buddy. Buddy stands up, using his wing to show he's ready to move onwards, he snaps the reins, and the wagon starts to roll again.
As the final wagon leaves the city, the remuda is gathered up close, and started off following up in the rear. Chipper, and Susan race after a few stray steers, moving them back into the herd. The herd walks along calmly, the out riders keeping them bunched up and moving slowly. Kaji and Lizzie had started ahead the evening before, accompanied by Bon Bon and Parker, Beakerton Security Agents to set up the mid day stop over and get the grub cookin' before the heavily laden wagons arrive. The wagons creak and rumble as they travel along the muddy ground. The sun rises hot, drying the road quickly into a cloud of heavy dust. The smell of sweaty animals and dust hanging thick as fog as the BC team covers the first ten miles of territory.
The dust cloud shows on the horizon a good hour before Kaji and Bon Bon and the others see any signs of the convoy of wagons cresting a distant hill top.
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04/04/2015 10:26.22 AM Report This Comment  
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thankyou for coming by today. i am so thrilled to be elected BOTD. It was so unexpected. i am the double day Queen. i hope you will enjoy my party at the castle in celebration. of course i am having parties every day and i want everyone to come and have fun..

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04/03/2015 10:01.28 PM Report This Comment  
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Hello, Mikey D here with our Good Friday BOTM post. May you each have a wondrous, and blessed Easter weekend, and enjoy the blessing of family and friends. As preparations continue for our departure I must warn ya all that things will be tough out on the trail. Mules are rugged, strong and determined, but at times can be stubborn. Now some might say that Mules aren't actually stubborn, rather head strong and set on doing things their way.
Before we head out we need at least two more teams to bird-wagons. The Carporal is required to care for the team, to harness them in the mornin' and release the team into the pasture corral in the evening. He or she also makes sure each mule is healthy, checkin' for hoof damage etc daily. The driver is going to do just that, drive the teams on the trail. Drivers work from two positions depending on the terrain and pace the train is moving. On rough, steep or dangerous parts of the trail, the Driver sits on the lead reins between the two rear mules for better control of the animals. On flat, safer ground the driver can sit up on the wagon bench and control the team from there. Driving can be dangerous at times, especially descending steep embankments to rivers and down hills. The Corporal is called upon to " ride-the-brake" in these precarious positions to slow the wagon and teams downward movement.
We will also be moving one hundred head of cattle and extra mules along the trail to California with us, so riders are needed to keep watch over them day and night. Because of the valuable nature of our cargo Finnegan and his Beakerton Security Company agents will ride along for protection. " Blackbart has been kickin' up trouble along the trail lately, and we don't want to get caught unprepared so polish them guns and saddle up your trusty mounts, we move out at day break"
In a separate post I will post on MY page the list of drivers and carporals, as well as the security agents so we know who is taking charge of which wagon and team of ten mules. Remember you can still be added to a position but some have already signed up so it'll make it easier for us to get on our way with some organizin'. I trust you will enjoy our interactive adventure this month as we learn a little American History, and deliver the load of Nutri-berries and treats to our feathered friends on the Southwestern coast.
"Kaji, I see you and Miss Lizzie have all the provisions loaded up and ready to go" Mikey D exclaims happy to see things fallin' together so quickly.
" Yes sir Boss, we have everythin' ready for sun-up' Kaji replies with the tip of his stetson hat.
"We better check that we have a few extra crates of shoot on board, just in case we gonna need be usin' it" Mikey D adds before heading into the General Store to secure more ammunition.
Finnegan hurries across the dusty road from the hotel, " Mr Mikey D, our agents are ready to move out.
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04/03/2015 10:40.37 AM Report This Comment  
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V4U today. It's a very stormy and rainy Good Friday here. Birds have been busy flying in and out of one of our evergreens. They must be making a nest in there. The daffodils are about ready to flower and the roses are leafing out. Our flock is quiet this morning because of the stormy weather. Have a good day. From, Mayo

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04/03/2015 04:41.25 AM Report This Comment  
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Hello everybirdie, Mikey D here with today's BOTM post. I am happy to see so many of you have already got your bags packed, and your trusty steed saddled up and ready to go. It's going to be a difficult, sometimes grueling month getting these precious Nutri-berries and Birdie Treats across hostile and dangerous ground to those hungry beaks in California. We begin our journey from San Antonio.
This whole Adventure began when I received a message by Telegraph asking for my assistance to move ten wagons filled with a treasure more valuable then gold. I knew it was dangerous, but with the help from my BC friends, we'd safely reach our final destination. After your awesome Cattle Drive experience the BC cowbirdies had become expert horse-birds, bulls-eye gun-birds, and well, I just knew we could handle this job. Blackbart, that dirty scoundrel had disappeared from the West for a short time, to reappear robbing the wagons en-route to California. Now for a little history of the trail we will be using.
The Old Spanish Trail was primarily a horse and mule route linking the Southern States to the Pueblo of Los Angeles (changed to San Gabriel by the Spanish). The trail evolved from a network of indigenous trade routes and exploratory routes that crossed the modern states of Texas, New Mexico, Colorado, Utah, Arizona, Nevada, and California. Forged in 1829 by Hispanic traders, the Old Spanish Trail was the first successful Hispano trading effort. This overland trail linked the burgeoning ranch economy of the pacific communities to pastoral villages of the inter-mountain Southwest. In the early 1800s, the Old Spanish Trail was a vital economic trade route that linked the South and California. The trail symbolized much more than just a line on a map; it became a conduit for change throughout the vast, arid, expanse of the American Southwest. Its origin did not owe allegiance to nationalism for the trail was neither Spanish, Mexican, nor American.
After the civil war the "Prairie Schooner" was introduced. Usually painted blue with white canvas tops that were said to resemble sails from a distance. The wagons were built for hard use over tough terrain. Unloaded, they weighed 4,000 pounds. They had five feet ten inch diameter spoked rear wheels and four feet ten inch front wheels both with thick, wide, iron tires. The beds were twenty-four feet long and four feet six inches wide with sides that were five and a half feet high.
The Beakerton Security Company will ride with us for protection. We will need twenty strong birds to bird these wagons in pairs. Each wagon has one driver and one Carporal, together these birds are known as Teamsters.
Once we have our teamsters in place we'll head out at dawn for a month of fun, and serious challenges.
See ya tomorrow
Mikey D

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04/02/2015 07:18.46 AM Report This Comment  
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A APRILS FOOLS DAY STORY- BELIEVE IT OR NOT
in trying to encompass my blogs for my campaign i have come up with this-----
the greatest thing you can do to reduce carbon emissions and combat global warming is to stop eating meat and go veggie. if the desire for meat is to overwhelming try roadkill. it is very plentiful and found along all roadways and doesn't cause horrific suffering at slaughterhouses. also remember to save your poop for future heat and fuel resources. also all CEO's of Exxon, Shell, BP,etc, Monsanto & Dupont are aliens from another planet intent on destroying earth as we now know it, by their fracking, constant oil spills, pipelines, non-stop plastic containers, chemicals and complete contamination of our drinking and water supplies.. they are very prolific and their offspring are Keurig K-Cups which live on a floating waste pile of plastic, in the Pacific Ocean, which is twice the size of Texas. if the K-Cups were lined up they would encompass the earth 10Xs. Alex from the LaHabra Flock asked about killer Bees. Killer Bees were introduced into Brazil in the mid 1950's by a scientist trying to breed a bee pollinator that was better suited to tropical places. the killer bees do pollinate but they also tried to kill all the native honeybees. Monsanto and Dupont gleefully said they would help by developing a poison so toxic it not only kills all the bees but the trees and plants as well. since this was hurting the Mexican drug cartels profits they have banned the poison in Mexico. to this day the US government is still spraying in south and central america in the 1980s a few killer bees hitched a ride on a Brazilian oil freighter and landed in Southern California where once again the conquering bees tried to wipe out the native bees. a few bees managed to mate with some of the native queen bees producing offspring that aren't as warrior like as the killers but not sweet like a honey bee but they are still pollinating so leave them alone. the month of April is hug a tree month so if you can't plant a tree go hug one and keep developers from chopping more down for shopping malls
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04/01/2015 11:48.41 AM Report This Comment  
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Hello everybirdie, Mikey D here to introduce myself to you and our upcoming BOTM campaign. Most of our BC family will remember my beautiful wife-bird Chuey and her BOTM Cattle Drive. After giving my campaign greyt thought I have decided to step back into the history of the United States. It was made easier for me when I recently received a message that the Beakerton Security Company asking for help with a special, secret mission.
It appears that that rascal Black Bart has popped his head back up this time robbing stagecoaches and wagon trains owned by the Beakerton Security Company. Our mission is to take a special load of Parrot Treats from Texas to the sunny state of California by Mule Train. The convoy of wagons will leave Texas and travel through some mighty dangerous, formidable territory. That is where you come in. i need your help in driving these ornery sometimes stubborn long-eared mules, in driving our herd of cattle and replacement horses and mules, and most of all guarding our precious cargo of Nutri-berries and other treats safely to those hungry beaks in California.
Most of you have your saddle horse already, so you'll "ole need be catchin' it up, and pack your saddle bags fer our "Wild West Adventure." Might I add you'd best be polishin' yer guns too, with Black Bart and his band of dirty low-down scoundrels on the lamb you just might be needing it pretty soon.
Now for a wee bit of history on the Wagon Trains of the USA.
By 1836 when Texas gained its independence San Antonio's population had fallen from a peak of around six thousand in 1800 to under one thousand. When Texas became a state in 1845, two very important factors revitalized the city and the surrounding area. The US Army arrived and soon established a series of ten forts to the west of the city, and the second influence was the US Postal Service who began the slow process of building roads across the state into adjoining states.
Mules had advantages over both oxen and horses. Bred from a female horse and a male donkey, the animals were about half way in size between the two. They were strong and sure footed. They lacked the free spirited nature of horses and were, indeed, creatures of habit. A good CAPORAL, the name given to the person in any wagon train in charge of the animals, had only to crack his whip in the morning for the mules to line up not only in front of its assigned wagon but even its assigned place within the team, which could consist of between six and eight animals. Unlike oxen, they did not rely entirely on foraging for the food but had to be fed from foldaway troughs at regular intervals. Their skin could withstand a lot of chafing from pulling heavy loads but was not water proof. They did have one huge disadvantage over oxen. The Oxen interested thieves not at all while mules were highly prized plunder.
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04/01/2015 06:40.33 AM Report This Comment  
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Thanks for the congrats. Always fun to be royalty for a day, eggspecially on the last day of the month and can see the old BOTM depart and welcome the new one in. We had a wonderful day at the Castle with King Flitzer and then got to see Boo Boo crowned as our new BOTM queen.

Have a great day, wing hugs, beak kisses and a vote, Pearl and Silver.

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04/01/2015 04:47.34 AM Report This Comment  
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Birds can be helpful to each other in many ways. The most familiar form of cooperation is when an owl or hawk appears in the neighborhood, causing every songbird within a quarter of a mile to sound alarm calls and even dive at the predator. Perhaps the most interesting form of help is when young birds of the first brood of the year help their parents raise the second brood of the year. There have been many reports of juvenile eastern bluebirds carrying food to the nesting houses containing their parents’ second brood.American crows and Florida scrub-jays demonstrate some of the same cooperative behavior, when sexually immature one-year-olds help their parents gather nesting material, protect the territory, and carry food for the next generation.Cooperation occurs among acorn woodpeckers of the Far West, when groups of up to 10 birds live together, year-round, jointly defending the communal territory, gathering food, and together incubating eggs and feeding the nestlings of each pair in the group.

Sometimes birds of different species lay eggs in the same nest. This has happened among American robins and northern cardinals. The two species take turns incubating eggs, sometimes sitting side-by-side, and jointly feed the young when they hatch.There are also adoptions. For example, a male Carolina wren started feeding an incubating female house wren. When the eggs hatched, the male Carolina continued by feeding the babies, causing both of the true parents to desert, leaving the rearing of their young to the foster father.

This is my last day of my campaign and I want to thank all of you for your help in making my campaign a success. it has been so much fun visiting with each of you every day. i apologize for not being able to answer all your comments individually but i did read every one and enjoyed them very much. i love you all so much.
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03/31/2015 11:49.11 AM Report This Comment  
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this is a continuation of birds intelligence from blog on 3-27. we messed up on the order.
Examples of bird intelligence include…
Carrion crows in Japan that deliberately place nuts in roadways, wait for cars to crush the nuts then retrieve the nut meats, all while coordinating around traffic lights to keep safe.
Woodpecker finches in the Galapagos Islands that trim sticks to the proper length for use as tools to forage for insects.
Green herons and other heron species that use bread fed to ducks or picnic leftovers as bait to attract fish for their hunting.
Blue tits in the 1920s that learned which color of milk caps on delivered milk had the most cream (whole milk) and pierced those caps to drink the cream.
Western scrub-jays that hold funerals for dead birds by making loud noises and avoiding the corpse, behavior that may be warning other birds of fatal threats.
Northern mockingbirds that recognize individuals who may be a threat to their nests and will attack only those individuals rather than attacking all passersby indiscriminately.
Aplomado falcons that hunt cooperatively in pairs and thereby increase their hunting success by a large margin through this teamwork.
Jays that cache hundreds of seeds and nuts in fall and manage to retrieve the majority of them over the course of the winter, exhibiting great recall for their hiding places.
Other well known examples of bird intelligence that could be attributed to instinct but still show at least some higher mental capability include:
Amazing nest architecture with intricate construction
Returning to the same ranges, even the same nests, for many years
Ability to navigate migration safely despite changing landmarks
Play behaviors, including taunting cats or playing with objects for entertainment
Recognizing who refills feeders and interacting with that person
Curiosity when responding to pishing or investigating new stimuli
Showing emotions through courtship, caring for nestlings, etc.
Some Are Smart, Some Are Stupid
Like any animal, not all birds are equally intelligent. Ornithologists generally agree that corvids (jays, ravens, crows, rooks, jackdaws, etc.) and parrots are among the smartest bird species and that social, gregarious birds often exhibit more intelligent behavior than solitary species. Still, every backyard birder has seen that one "stupid" bird at their feeders who just can't figure anything out, while another bird of the same species seems to be an Einstein in comparison. Watching birds and witnessing their intelligent behavior can be a joy for backyard birders, and learning more about bird intelligence in quantifiable ways is sure to keep ornithologists busy for decades to come.
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03/30/2015 11:09.34 AM Report This Comment  
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The Purpose of Play
All play that wild birds may use helps them develop necessary survival skills. Even adult birds may continue to play and refine their abilities, though not necessarily with the same frequency as juvenile birds play.
Manipulation play helps birds get more coordinated to build nests, capture prey or extract food from different sources. This type of play keeps bills and talons in good condition and builds up the necessary muscle strength and dexterity for intricate actions.
Investigation play teaches young birds about the world they inhabit, including edible and inedible foods and what objects are safe to touch. As birds investigate more, they refine their ability to cache objects and develop their senses.
Chasing play strengthens wing muscles and helps young birds develop greater agility in the air, or for terrestrial birds, strengthens their legs and helps them be more agile when running. This also helps carnivorous birds develop sharper hunting skills.
Taunting play sharpens a bird's reflexes and increases their agility. It also helps them learn to anticipate prey reactions or how to avoid predators, and will be useful for mobbing behaviors or defending their territory.
Balancing play strengthens foot and leg muscles and helps birds learn how to use their wings to counterbalance air currents or disruptions. Balancing can also be useful for different types of foraging or courtship displays.
Curiosity play teaches birds more about their world, expanding their knowledge of both threats and benefits and helping them react to the unexpected. Curious birds can be more adaptable and will be more successful when encountering changes in their habitat.
Mimicry behavior teaches young birds how to act like adults of their species and learn essential skills such as proper sounds and songs or how to use their unique bills or other physical attributes to the best effect.
While different play behaviors all have a purpose in helping birds survive, some birds do seem to play just for the sheer joy and fun of the activity. As with many types of bird behaviors, the exact purpose of all play is not yet understood, even by dedicated ornithologists, but birders can still enjoy watching the playful behavior of birds. Every time they see their feathered friends engage in another game, they learn just a bit more about birds even as the playing birds are learning more about their world.
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03/29/2015 10:42.05 AM Report This Comment  
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Birds That Play
All birds engage in playful behaviors, and more intelligent bird species need greater amounts of the mental stimulation that comes from play as they develop. Bird species that can seem especially playful include…Jays, crows, rooks, ravens, magpies and other corvids,Parrots, parakeets, macaws and Keas,Tits, chickadees, nuthatches and small finches,Gulls, terns and related species.
Many social and adaptable birds also play, as do young birds of nearly all species as they socialize with their siblings in the nest. The extent of play and how much play each bird species carries into maturity varies, and different birds engage in different types of play to help them develop a range of skills.
Types of Bird Play
There are many different behaviors birds engage in that could appear to be play. The most common playful actions include…
Manipulation: Using the bill or talons to drop, toss, bend, tear, rip or otherwise manipulate objects, even objects without any food value.
Investigation: Seeking out unique objects or trying a wide range of different foods, continually noting new objects and poking or prodding them.
Chasing: Following one another in short or acrobatic flights, or chasing other objects such as insects or fluttering leaves.
Taunting: Teasing or deliberately harassing one another or other creatures, such as teasing a domestic cat or instigating fights.
Balancing: Swinging, swaying or dangling on wires or weak branches, possibly releasing and reattempting different acrobatic actions.
Curiosity: Responding to pishing or other unique noises, such as being attracted by ringtones, mechanical noises or music.
Mimicry: Imitating an adult's behavior, including physical actions such as foraging or preening as well as songs and sounds.
Not all playful birds will engage in the same behaviors, but they often try different actions and activities as they are learning new skills and refining their abilities. Play may be only between birds of the same species, while some types of play, particularly chasing or taunting, may be between birds of different species.
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03/28/2015 09:51.32 AM Report This Comment  
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Birds do a lot of activities that may seem smart, but how much of their behavior is instinct instead of intelligence? Ornithologists are continually studying birds and learning new information about their brains, how they think and why they behave why they do.

Deciding just how smart birds are depends on how intelligence is defined. Birds exhibit a wide range of intelligent behaviors, including good memories, extensive communication, planning for the future and remembering the past. Some birds can solve problems, and others have been observed playing – both activities that indicate more than just basic instinct. The Merriam-Webster Dictionary defines intelligence as:The ability to learn or understand or to deal with new or trying situations or the ability to apply knowledge to manipulate one's environment.
Do birds do this? Scientific studies indicate that yes, birds do learn, and every backyard birder knows birds are capable of adapting to new environments and conditions. Quantitative measurement of bird intelligence is difficult because birds cannot take intelligence tests or attend classes to be measured with their peers. Observations and studies of birds are revealing that birds may be far more intelligent than initially believed.
Bird Brain Structure
Brain size and structure is not an automatic gauge of intelligence, but it can be a clue. Birds may be small, but they have a proportionally large brain compared to their overall body and head sizes – in fact, bird's brains are similarly proportioned to primates. Studies of birds' brain anatomy also suggests that while the structure is different than that of mammals' brains, birds may have a higher degree of connectivity between the sections of their brains, which could indicate more intelligence and faster reasoning than previously believed.
Evidence of Bird Intelligence
The best indication of how smart birds are is direct observations of birds acting intelligently. While some observations have been made under scientifically controlled circumstances and through laboratory experiments, other observations have come from casual birders who notice their favorite birds behaving in peculiar ways, ways that seem planned and premeditated.
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03/27/2015 10:25.51 AM Report This Comment  
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Bald Eagles are nesting on all three of Pittsburgh's major rivers! Who knew the day would never come when Pittsburghers would be cheering for the Eagles…Bald Eagles, that is!

It has probably been more than 250 years since Bald Eagles last nested along Pittsburgh’s three rivers. In the 18th century, suitable nesting habitat in the form of mature tall trees was stripped from the hillsides flanking the rivers to meet the lumber and fuel demands of a rapidly growing human population in the area; second, industrialization beginning in the 19th century led to extensive unregulated pollution of the rivers, which decimated fish populations that eagles feed on; third, beginning in the mid-20th century eagles (and many other birds) showed signs of succumbing to the unintended side effects of widespread use of the pesticide DDT (developed for use in World War II) which eventually caused chronic nesting failure for the species. As recently as the mid-1980s, there were just a few remaining nesting Bald Eagles pairs anywhere in Pennsylvania, all of these in the northwest corner of the state.
One nest, located on the Monongahela River in the community of Hays is the most famous because a web camas been set up to view the nest. millions of people are viewing the nesting activity. Last year this pair successfully raised three eagle babies. this year they only layed 2 eggs. one of the eggs had a crack in it and the mom tried to keep it together but when the dad eagle came to sit on the egg he saw the crack and threw the egg out of the nest. during a recent snowstorm the mom eagle was totally covered in snow while incubating the single egg
The Bald Eagle,has made a tremendous comeback throughout its range in the lower 48 states. Its recovery is due to enforcement of federal laws protecting it from persecution, the banning of DDT, which bio-accumulated in eagles and other piscivorous (fish-eating) birds, eventually causing complete reproductive failure through the thinning of their egg shells to the point that eggs simply broke when parent birds tried to incubate them; passage in the same year of the federal Clean Water Act, and, direct recovery measures taken by our Game Commission, which brought nestling Bald Eagles from healthy populations to hacking sitese when the state’s breeding population was down to just a few nesting pairs. Similar efforts by game agencies in surrounding states also have contributed to the rapid increase in the number of nesting Bald Eagles in Pennsylvania. By 2000, there were about 50 known nesting pairs of eagles in the state; as of 2012, more than 200 nesting locations are known for Bald Eagle in Pennsylvania, including nests in almost every county!
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03/26/2015 09:18.36 AM Report This Comment  
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HAPPY HUMPDAY
OBSERVING NESTS (PART2) from yesterday

7)Search carefully: It is critically important that we avoid damaging nest sites. Nests that have yet to be discovered are particularly vulnerable. When searching for nests, move slowly through dense foliage, being careful not to dislodge any nests. The nests of ground-nesting birds, such as Killdeer, Ovenbirds, Bobolinks, and many waterbirds, are difficult to see, so tread lightly and be cautious around potential ground-nest sites.
8)Be wary of nest predators: Avoid leaving tracks that can direct predators to nests. Nest predators are everywhere—on the ground, in vegetation, and in the air—and many are smart enough to watch you, so be careful that predators such as cats are not following you! Also try to not damage or trample vegetation that could expose nests.
9)Minimize disturbance at the nest: It is important not to startle a bird as you approach the nest; this may cause it to accidentally knock out eggs or young when it flies off. Before approaching the nest, try to see if a parent is sitting on it. Whenever possible, wait a few minutes to see if the bird leaves on its own. If they do, this is the ideal time to check the nest. If a sitting bird does not leave on its own, do not force it off the nest. In this case, you will need to come back later. Remember to keep each visit brief.
10)Never handle birds or eggs in the nest: Eggs can be easily cracked or small nestlings injured, and there is no reason to touch these fragile younglings, despite how cute they may look. Small nestlings are remarkably helpless and may not be able to crawl back into the nest cup if displaced, even inside of a nest box. Children observing nests should always be under the supervision of an adult.
11)Don’t leave a dead-end trail: If you plan on visiting the nest frequently, try to take a different route away from the nest site than the route you took to reach it. Walking to the nest and back along the same path leaves a dead-end trail that can lead predators directly to the nest.
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03/25/2015 10:12.40 AM Report This Comment  
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RULES TO KEEP IN MIND WHEN OBSERVING NESTING BIRDS
OBSERVING NESTS (PART1)
1)Nest visits shouldn’t last much longer than 1 minute: Please exercise extreme caution and responsibility when searching for nests to ensure the safety of birds, nests, and nest contents; observations of nests should never jeopardize the well-being of birds!
2)Don’t check in the early morning: Most birds lay their eggs in the morning, so plan on visiting nests in the afternoon. Also, most adults will temporarily leave the nest when you are near, and eggs and young nestlings can become cold quickly if left alone in the morning.
3)Avoid nests during the first few days of incubation: If necessary, observe nests from a distance and approach only when the female leaves the nest.
4)Do not approach nests when young are close to fledging: When the young are disturbed during this stage, they may leave the nest prematurely. Young that fledge prematurely usually do not stay in the nest despite attempts to put them back, and their survival rates away from or outside the nest are low. So when young birds are fully feathered and very alert, only observe the nest from a distance.
5)Avoid nests during bad weather: If it is cold, damp, or rainy, postpone checking nests until another day. Checking nests during this time can be very stressful for birds.
6)Don’t check nests at or after dusk: Females may be returning to the nest for the night, and be alarmed by your presence. The exception to this would be owls, which typically leave the nest at dusk.
i hope you are finding these facts interesting
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03/24/2015 10:48.56 AM Report This Comment  
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It seems that birds may not be as faithful to their mates as we’ve been led to think.The use of DNA by scientists has provided new food for thought to people who had assumed that most birds were faithful to their mates, if not for a lifetime, at least for a single breeding season.

It turns out that there is more hanky-panky going on in the back fields and woodlands of the country among birds than anyone could imagine. DNA studies of songbirds have shown that among any four baby birds in a single nest, it is typical that only an average of two are the creation of the parent birds that are raising them. The other two nestling have either a different father or mother, or both. In other words, it is a common practice among songbirds to copulate with birds other than their mates, thus producing broods of nestlings with mixed parentage.

Not Every Partnership Lasts The Season
Divorce is also common among birds, particularly in birds of prey. If a mated pair of hawks, for example, is not successful in producing a brood of youngsters, an avian divorce often arises and one or the other will seek another mate.

Some birds that are faithful to their mates.Although there are a few exceptions, parrots are monogamous breeders which nest in cavities and hold no territories other than their nesting sites.The pair bonds of the parrots and cockatoos are strong and a pair remains close even during the non-breeding season, even if they join larger flocks. Eagles, some Owls Geese, Swans and some seabirds are uncommonly faithful, often for life. Indeed, true love does seem to exist in the bird world, though it is hard to find.

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03/23/2015 03:44.12 PM Report This Comment  
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HELPING BIRDS WITH NESTS
NESTBOXES

‘Cavity-nesting birds’ like different boxes to nest in, depending on their size. You can build nestboxes for birds as different as owls, bluebirds, certain ducks, kestrels, and other species! Another great citizen science project at the Lab of Ornithology, NestWatch, works very closely with nesting birds, and has fantastic tips and learning aids about nestboxes, among other things. Here are some helpful links from the NestWatch program regarding nestboxes:

Nestbox plans: Be sure to check out the sections on protecting from predators and dealing with invasive competitors.


Features of a good nestbox: If you do decide to use kits instead of building boxes yourselves, please make sure that they are good for birds. You’ll want to make sure they have proper ventilation, no perches by the entrance hole (they often help predators access the nest), a sloped roof, drainage holes, thick walls, and a tight-fitting roof that does not permit water to enter the box.

TOMORROW more on watching nesting birds

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