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7/21/12
Mom was wanting another birdie and found me at the pet store looking all cute. She just couldn't resist!

7/22 day 2- Callie stepped up for me!!Yeay! She is such a good girl!


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Hi! My name is Callie*

I am a Pearl Mutation Cockatiel from Boynton Beach, FL.

Baby girl, Hissy girl (after 8:30pm) :) Callie callie Callie!

2 years old   F

Pearl Mutation Cockatiel

RoudyBush crumbles, Millet, broccoli!

On my big playstand! Love it!!

being in a cage!! No one is allowed to walk past my cage or even look at me after 8:30pm.. that's when I turn into Hissy girl!!

She gave my a huge house with lots of toys and perches.I get lots of out of the cage time!!

I used to hiss... Now I put my head down for scritches as soon as you come near me. I peep as mom scrathes my head.. :).

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  Hi Callie
Howdy partners, Mikey D here. I sure am relieved that Black Bart is safely behind bars with his band of would-be villains, and all our friends are safe and well. With the rescue of Falco, and Jesse, we are all set to continue our way to sunny California.
"Well, all's well that ends well, and I do believe our showdown with Black Bart and his band of ne'er do wells ended just fine for us good guys." Kiddo tips his hat to the ladies and saunters over to Freckles to mount and head back to the wagons. His grand exit is marred a bit when he trips over something in the road. He bends over to pick it up and realizes he is hold the Hawk's hat! He throws it down and stomps on it a few times and then finishes mounting Freckles and waits for the rest of the team to head on out.
Sam smiles, as he watches Jesse escort Falco out of the General Store & sees Cappy taking a soggy Hawk-eye into the jail. He puts away his knife because he was ready to carve a big turkey hawk into a Thanksgiving Dinner. Or at least, de-plume the varmint! He riders over to join Kiddo as they wait for the others to get ready to head on back to camp. Kaji is so happy that things are (hopefully) done with Black Bart. "Hmmm" he says to himself. "Think I will check out that tunnel before heading back. The tunnel birds did a fabulous job on it!" With that, he heads back to the saloon, and is quickly joined by the other Tunnel Birds who take the short-cut back to their base camp.
Mikey D stops by the Jail House to check on Bart and his would-be-bad guys gang. Cappy is standin' guard with Picabo, Cookie and Pookie. "the Beakerton Agents will be here shortly to take over. We'll leave ya horses and some grub, but you should be up to us at Porcupine Crossing by night-fall." Cappy asks " is it ok to rough up the prisoners a bit? A well placed TOO bite might make them think again before getting into further trouble." Cappy chuckles. Mikey d just grins and waves good-by as he heads on out into the crowded street. He hops up onto his wagon's lazy board, and looks at the empty place Chuey had shared with him. With a tear in his eye he clicks to the team, and turns them out of town, back the way they had come. The othes follow behind, leavin' the excitement of the day behind, as their thoughts turn to the trek still ahead of them.
The smell of roastin' beef sizzling over a crackling fire could be smelt for a clear mile before the Team reached the base camp. A hot meal, strong, black coffee and everybirdie was ready to reload their cargo, makin' certain it was balanced and tied down securely. By mid-day with the sun on our backs we were movin' on down the line. Moggie joins Chuey to drive the team as they take the lead. The trip ahead was goin' to be a tough go, but they were ready for whatever might come their way!

Come visit me, MIKEY D, Steppin' back in history for BOTM April, birdie haven park, ANGEL CHUEY--April 26/15, sweetpea, thanks for botd, zoey & cricket & nakita.

04/28/2015 08:06.53 AM Report This Comment  
  Hi Callie
Howdy friends, Mikey D here in the Wild West Ghost Town. I wish to thank everybirdie and their parronts for the kind words shared at the loss of my beloved wife-bird Queen Chuey. I miss her terribly and will forever love her, but I also know she is waiting for me to join her one day on that big cattle range in the sky. She would not want anyone to grieve for her too long, she lived each day to the fullest. Ride free my love till I see you again some day!
Hawk-eye stares wide-eyed at the Smith and Weston pointed his way, and slowly stumbles to his feet. One beady eye on Jesse,the other on the door, he cautiously walks towards the opening. At the last second he has a change of heart and makes a bolt for freedom, right into the chest of one Mr. Sky. Not to be trapped easily, he dives between Sky's legs and makes a dash for freedom.
Cappy, is getting bored guarding Black Bart, he hears all of the commotion going on outside. Not one to sit back Cappy checks to make sure the cell door it shut tight and walks outside to see if he sees anything when suddenly Hawk-eye runs smack-dab into him. Cappy grabs hold of the scruffy bandit as the two fly backwards onto the wooden sidewalk. Hawk-eye grabs for Cappy's pistol, but is too slow as Cappy rolls onto his feet so fast he sends Hawk-eye tumblin' over him into the water trough. Cappy lunges after him, pinning his prisoner in the water. "Now, come along nice-like or I'll show ya how hard a Too can bite"
Jesse stands stunned as everything unfolds. Seeing Cappy haulin' Hawk-eye along to jail, he rushes to where Miss Falco is standing smiling happily. "Oh Falco, you're safe. I was so worried they'd try to hurt you. I had to get free and save you my sweet girl" Jesse holds Falco close, thankful they are once more freed and save. Everybirdie on the street cheers when Jesse walks outside his wing around Falco protectively. " After a group-hug the Team matches the remainin' gang members into the jail house from the wagons, lockin' them away for safe keepin'
"You'll stay here. Beakerton Security officers are on their way here, to escort your sorry tail-feathers off to prison." Mikey D tells them before he turns tail and exits the Jail house. The Bird looks on from the top of the boarding house as Jesse breaks down the door of the General store to get to Falco. The Bird turns & disappears back the way he/she came. Ms BB puts away the few things she has & resumes her walk down the dusty windy trail to the ghost town. She can see birds moving in town but can not make out who they are. BB passes a cactus & it moves to walk next to her. Its The Bird in another costume. He/she tells BB about what has been going on in town, mounts her/his burro, & wanders off into the sunshine.
Sky sees BB walkin' in the distance and rides out to pick her up. "You missed all the fun Sweetheart!" he says as he reins in beside her. BB laughs and climbs up into the saddle, " do you think the horse might run outta hay

Come visit me, MIKEY D, Steppin' back in history for BOTM April, birdie haven park, ANGEL CHUEY--April 26/15, sweetpea, thanks for botd, zoey & cricket & nakita.

04/27/2015 11:37.20 AM Report This Comment  
  Hi Callie
Howdy friends, Mikey D here. Seems we have ourselves a situation goin` on here in the Ghost Town. With Miss Falco taken hostage by Hawk-eye, and Jesse still missin' there didn't look like much more could go wrong. Well, that was until we were set to bust down that General Store door. Jesse clicks to Sundancer, urging her to move even faster as the Ole Town comes into view, " come on girl, we gotta save Falco!" As they round the bend in the trail Jesse glimpses the scene taking place out in the street. Those mangy birds who'd kept him hog-tied at the mine had beaten him here, and were now holding the BC team at gun point. He reins Sundancer in, and leaps to the ground boltin' to the shadows of the empty black-smiths shop. He peers around the corner to get a better view.
"Jesse" a whisper startles Jesse to his feet like lighten' " it's me THE BIRD" the familiar face steps into the light. "I been hiding' out here, tryin' to figure out what to do to save everybirdie."
"I gotta plan. We're gonna make a distraction. There's only two of them, and when they look to see what's happenin' the Team can take them easily." Jesse explains his plan to THE BIRD. They set off to put the idea into action.
"Bird was I a dumb bird!! I scared off all the guards horses then I gave Jesse Sundancer to get to town fast & help save Ms Falco." BB says as she walks down the hot, dusty trail. "Good thing I have my canteen full of water with me. Its going to be a long dusty walk back to town."
Kaji, Lizzie and Gus stand among the Team, when out of the corner of their eye,they see Jesse and THE BIRD on top of a nearby building, "Ugh you gulls are scruffy, icky characters, aren't ya? I guess you can't help being gulls, but couldn't ya be good gulls?" Kaji says loudly. This gives Jesse the opportunity he needs. Suddenly the street is alive with noise as gun powder filled walnut shells explode everywhere. The two villainous scoundrels wipe round to see what was goin' on. That is all it takes for the Team to move in on them.
Pearl leaps onto the wiry small one's back knockin' him to the dirt. Willie and Peppino grab the tall, rangy Gull. The crowd cheers happily as their would-be captors stand pinned in place. " OFF TO JAIL for you" Mikey D says, pointing his six-shooter in their direction. Kiddo and Hulk escort their "friends" to the jail house to deposit them safely into a cell with Black Bart and his other cronies.
Jesse thunders down the back stairs of the hotel building, his gun drawn, as he bolts across the street towards the door to the General Store. Leaping into the air, talons ready he busts through the door sendin' Hawk-eye flyin' across the room, caught unprepared by Jesse's sudden arrival. "FALCO!" he yells as he sees her smiling at him. " You, rag-mop-bird get up, move it!" He points his gun at him. Don't try anything."

Come visit me, MIKEY D, Steppin' back in history for BOTM April, birdie haven park, ANGEL CHUEY--April 26/15, sweetpea, thanks for botd, zoey & cricket & nakita.

04/26/2015 09:46.55 AM Report This Comment  
  Hi Callie
It's always great to hear from you, sweetie! I love your messages when you get here. Hope you are well and stop laying those eggs now that 2 are gone and disposed of. We don't want you getting sick, do we?
I bet it's gorgeous down there. It's still cool up here, mom hasn't been outside working at all this past week. She is hoping this week brings some warmer weather so she can get us outside and get herself busy in the garden. See you soon, I hope! Hugs, Willie

Come visit me, Gizmo, I miss you, sweet boy, Willie, Peppino, Divo & Falco.

04/26/2015 08:15.45 AM Report This Comment  
  Hi Callie
Mikey D here, sorry I'm rather in a hurry. We're closin' in on the bird-napper who has taken Miss Falco. Havin' scanned the Ghost town building by buildin' we knew where our friend was being held. Standing together in the middle of the empty, dirt street we glimpsed a ratty hat peerin' out the window of the General Store. The 'tiel frothers, Pearl and Silver are worried about Falco. However, they know how feisty, clever and brave she is even if faced with a hawk-foe." He's the one that better be careful and not underestimate Falco just 'cause she's a hen!" they exclaim angrily.
"We need a plan, we're gonna bust in and save our friend." Mikey D says a frown on his brow.
"I Guess I showed you what for!" Falco grins and awaits her rescue. She knows her friends will be there soon to free her. The look on Hawk-eye's face tells her that he also knows they're comin' for him. He begins to pace nervously, making sure he stays well away from Falco. He won't that happen again.
Kiddo looks across the street at the store, and says "Falco is not a birdy to submit peacefully, and by the time we catch up with them I am thinkin' she will have that nasty ol' hawk tied up in knots!" This causes an loud laughter to erupt from the team as they study the situation.
Jesse smiles as he sees BB slip into the entrance of the mine. She crouches low and makes her way in the shadows to where Jesse is sittin' tied up like a Christmas gift. Pulling her knife, she quickly cuts the rope and the pair make their way out the door of the mine, and wind their way up the hillside to the boulder.
"My horse is tied yonder," BB points in the direction, " you go, I wanta wait here for our friends to return. They've bird-napped Miss Falco!"
Jesse's eyes become pinned with anger. He doesn't waste a moment to say good-bye, as he bolts towards the horse. "I must save Falco!"
Riding like the wind, Jesse urges Sundancer into a fast gallop towards the ghost Town. His mind is filled with thoughts of saving Falco from the clutches of that dirty, rotten Black Bart and his gang of misfits. Someone was gonna pay for this.
Mikey D and Sky take a dozen friends as they begin to move to burst in the front door, others go to take the back door. Inches from the door they freeze. The sound of gun fire ricochets through the town. "'DON"T YA MOVE A WING MUSCLE PARTNERS!" the growling voice of the tall gangly Gull stops everybirdie cold. " Now move away from that ther' door pronto"
"We got 'um boss, we got good" the wiry small bird says, clapping his wings happily in excitement.
Falco hears the commotion outside the door, and grins, "told ya they were goin' for me!"
"Hush now" Hawk-eye says, wavin' his wing in her direction as he presses his ear to the wall to hear better.

Come visit me, MIKEY D, Steppin' back in history for BOTM April, birdie haven park, ANGEL CHUEY--April 26/15, sweetpea, thanks for botd, zoey & cricket & nakita.

04/25/2015 06:55.08 PM Report This Comment  
  Hi Callie
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

Come visit me, MIKEY D, Steppin' back in history for BOTM April, birdie haven park, ANGEL CHUEY--April 26/15, sweetpea, thanks for botd, zoey & cricket & nakita.

04/15/2015 06:56.51 PM Report This Comment  
  Hi Callie
Tell mom to try stinky cat food or stinky cheese, that might work to disguise the pill.
Today mom cleaned and fed the bats again. I know, old story. After she finished with them, she went in to the kitchen area to help label and sort the baby shower donations. All the food items need expiration dates in sharpie so everyone can see them. She dated as many cans and jars as she could, put away paper towels, toilet tissue (used for baby bird nests), latex gloves, and garbage bags as well. There seem to be a lot more donations this year.
Tonight mom will be going to dinner with a friend of hers from NY city. He's in town for a few days, and mom hasn't seen him for about a year now. It will be good to catch up. Mom thinks he retired this year, he taught Italian at the Fashion Institute for many years.
I hope you are having a good day and getting some good weather, as well as lots of cuddles and scritches. Hugs, Willie

Come visit me, Gizmo, I miss you, sweet boy, Willie, Peppino, Divo & Falco.

04/13/2015 11:24.45 AM Report This Comment  
  Hi Angel & Pepper
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.
see ya tomorrow, Mikey D

Come visit me, MIKEY D, Steppin' back in history for BOTM April, birdie haven park, ANGEL CHUEY--April 26/15, sweetpea, thanks for botd, zoey & cricket & nakita.

04/13/2015 07:23.15 AM Report This Comment  
  Hi Callie
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
see ya tomorrow, MIKEY D

Come visit me, MIKEY D, Steppin' back in history for BOTM April, birdie haven park, ANGEL CHUEY--April 26/15, sweetpea, thanks for botd, zoey & cricket & nakita.

04/12/2015 07:15.38 PM Report This Comment  
  Hi Callie
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.
see ya tomorrow, Mikey D

Come visit me, MIKEY D, Steppin' back in history for BOTM April, birdie haven park, ANGEL CHUEY--April 26/15, sweetpea, thanks for botd, zoey & cricket & nakita.

04/11/2015 10:12.28 AM Report This Comment  
  Hi Callie
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

Come visit me, MIKEY D, Steppin' back in history for BOTM April, birdie haven park, ANGEL CHUEY--April 26/15, sweetpea, thanks for botd, zoey & cricket & nakita.

04/10/2015 09:53.21 AM Report This Comment  
  Hi Callie
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.
see ya tomorrow, Mikey D

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04/09/2015 11:32.47 AM Report This Comment  
  Hi Callie
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 10:47.11 AM Report This Comment  
  Hi Callie
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."
see ya tomorrow, Mikey D

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04/07/2015 12:04.23 PM Report This Comment  
  Hi Callie Sweetie pie
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 09:25.49 AM Report This Comment  
  Happy Easter from Mikey D
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.
See ya tomorrow, MIKEY D

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04/05/2015 07:58.34 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.
see ya tomorrow, Mikey D

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04/04/2015 11:03.37 AM Report This Comment  
  Hi Callie
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.
See ya tomorrow, Mikey D

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04/03/2015 11:29.33 AM Report This Comment  
  Hi Callie
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 09:05.59 AM Report This Comment  
  Hi Callie
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.
See ya tomorrow
Mikey D

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04/01/2015 07:23.57 AM Report This Comment  
  Hi Callie
Just a brief mention of the cart contents: the animal pelts that mom displayed were hunted probably 100 years ago, when guys went and trophy hunted. A lot of the collection is from a guy named Childs Frick, a friend of Carnegie's and son of Henry Frick, whom you might remember from Peppino's blogs. If the pelts are newer, they were donated by the zoo after the animal passed away.
Mom added stuff to the squirrel mix she brought home yesterday, some kibble and more nuts, so she has a lot of food now for the released squirrels.
Today a guy is coming over to measure the cabinets and show mom what's available. She is anxious to see what he has to offer. Then later, she will go to PetSmart for a few doggie things, like new tie outs and maybe a new leash. She wants to look for a treat pouch that hooks onto her jeans if they have them, too.
After that, she's ours for the rest of the day. I hope you are having a great day and getting lots of cuddles and scritches. Hugs, Willie

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03/31/2015 08:32.01 AM Report This Comment  
  Hi Callie
So, what's the news on Sheena?
Today mom got some bad news. Quincy and Danny, the bob white quail who lived at the center, got put down yesterday. It's a shame, but both boys were close to 9 years old! In the wild, they live for a year or 2, and in captivity they can survive to 5, so we were lucky to have the boys for nearly 9 years. Mom cried, of course, but she realized a few months ago that their time was short.
In other news, mom attended a mammal handling class today, and at the end, they said to take mammals off site the volunteer first had to go with staff a time or 2. Mom asked if that was necessary for her, since she's been doing that for 13 years! They told her no, they would grandfather her in, haha.
Then she worked at the museum for the Preservation Fair today. She worked at a table that showed the effects of things like water, abrasion, light, and even using the wrong kind of pen could damage artifacts, prints, photos, etc. Did you know that Sharpies are not permanent, and can cause damage to your CDs? Mom found that out today. She writes on all the CDs she burns, and uses a sharpie. Guess that stops today.
I hope you are having a great evening. We'll talk more tomorrow. Hugs to you, Willie

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03/28/2015 07:40.24 PM Report This Comment  
  VOTE BOO BOO BOTM 162724
HI CALLIE, HOW ARE YOU. YOU LOOK GOOD. NO MEDICAL ISSUES I HOPE. SO FAR I AM DOING OKAY. WE BOTH HAVE TO STAY HEALTHY.

HEY WE ARE HAVING A MEMORIAL FOR MARIO ADLER, DIXIE'S FOTHER. IT WILL BE SUNDAY AT 4PM EASTERN TIME ON THE CASTLE PAGE. THE PAGE NUMBER AND DETAILS ARE ON THE CALENDAR PAGE. HOPE YOU WILL BE THERE.

KACEY

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03/27/2015 07:42.31 PM Report This Comment  
  Hi Callie
I'm hoping that all goes well for Sheena today. I hope you are doing well, too! Mom got the message that your mom didn't hear the voice mail until a day later, so we'll maybe get in touch tonight, or wait until Jason goes, and she can call.
The spinosaurus pics are on Falco's page, finally.
It was snowing when mom left the center today! Where is spring??? She had the bunny room, but there was only one bunny in there, so it was quick. She also cleaned the main aviary and the rolling aviary with the doves in. There were 5 doves and 13 pigeons today! She got the areas cleaned, got all the birds and the bunny fed, then went in the kitchen and did dishes for about 45 minutes, until her hands got too cold and she had to take a break. The gas guys are still up there digging, so maybe some time soon there will be gas again. The dryer turned out to be gas, so the interns are taking laundry to the shelter or to a local laundromat to clean. It's pretty much a full carload when they go, too.
Tonight is the last night of the fish fry at a local church where mom goes every Friday in Lent for dinner for her and Jeff, our neighbor. Mom told him to savor it tonight, as it will be a year before he tastes anything this good again.
I hope you are having a good day, getting spring like weather, and of course, enjoying cuddles and scritches. Hugs, Willie

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03/27/2015 10:58.46 AM Report This Comment  
  Hi Callie
Mom called your mom yesterday but didn't get her. Maybe she was calling the cell or something. She got a voice message, though.
Hope Peetie loved his hatchday, we sure loved sharing that cake with him. It was delicious!
Well, today is going to be one great day for us birdies, after mom gets done scrubbing the cages, that is. She has a few errands, but they won't take long, and the day is ours! We love days like this, they are rare this time of year. The museum will be super busy from after Easter until mid June, so this may be our last whole day for awhile.
I hope you are having a fun day today, getting some springlike weather, and of course, lots of cuddles and scritches. Hugs, Willie

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03/26/2015 09:25.18 AM Report This Comment  
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Mom went back to the center for the solar event, it was nice. They had a couple of short speeches, then they had snacks for everyone. Mom signed the back of the panel on display, along with many others who were there.
Happy Spring to all! It was snowing like crazy this morning, but by noon it had turned to rain. Mom didn't walk the dogs until she got back from the center, so they got a walk in the rain. It did prove to them that they won't melt.
At the center this morning, mom had the bunny room and the bats to take care of. The bunny room was still easy, although she thinks the center will get their first baby bunnies soon. The bats, well, there are 6 in one net terrarium and one in quarantine, in a small terrarium of its own. She cleaned and fed that one first. Then she tackled the others. It was fairly easy to clean their cage, as it is tall and the dirt is on the floor. Then came feeding time! She only got 3 of them fed, because they were eating like little piggies again. They each took about 20 minutes to feed, and that meant her shift was over before the bats were done. Jess said she'd finish, though, so mom didn't worry about staying longer.
On our pages today mom posted a pic of the first great horned owlet the center got this year. It's adorable! Mom just loves those owls! Hope you enjoy seeing the new baby. I also hope you are getting lots of cuddles and scritches today. Hugs, Willie

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03/20/2015 11:56.13 AM Report This Comment  
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They had cherry and apple pies. Mom picked cherry, because she likes that.
Today at the center mom cleaned the recovery room. There were some ducks, a hawk, and some turtles in there, so it was the usual variety. She gave the room an extra helping of cleaning, though. This afternoon there will be a big event at the center. They got a grant to get solar panels installed! The solar people will be there at 2, and it will be a media event. Mom is thinking of going back up to see it, but may not. It depends on whether our blogs are done or not.
One or more of the local TV stations will probably cover it, so she can see it later.
I hope you are having a good day, getting lots of cuddles and scritches, and getting ready for spring in just 4 days! Hugs, Willie O'Willy

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03/16/2015 10:29.45 AM Report This Comment  
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It's wonderful to see you again! Flattery will get you everywhere, you know, gorgeous.
Happy Pi day and Happy Birthday to Albert Einstein! Did you know this pi day is special? The date, 3.14 is only the start. The next numbers in the series are 15926, so at 9:26 we should all yell happy pi day! 3.1415926
Mom had a meeting at the center this morning and they gave out some numbers: they took in 2974 animals last year. The release rate was ~62%, which is about double the national average. Volunteers clocked in 13,500 hours, which is equivalent to 6 full time and one part time staff worker. Mom also shared the Biscuits Bingo numbers. They made $1227 at their table, and they got $1272 from the gate. Not bad for a day's work.
Guess what the snack was at the end of the meeting? That's right, pie!
We should have mom here with us the rest of the day, it's pretty gloomy looking outside, even though it's in the high 40s. I hope you are getting lots of cuddles and scritches today, as well as some good quality mom/dad time! Hugs, Willie O'Willy

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03/14/2015 10:54.45 AM Report This Comment  
  Hi Callie
Valentine's day was like any other day here. We really don't have a reason to celebrate it like some folks do. I would love to take you to the milonga this weekend if you want to go. It's Saturday night, how about it? I miss our good times.
Mom had a docent meeting to attend this morning, so that took up the first half of the day. They took a brief break for lunch, then mom and Tony, another docent, did training for the new class. Tony did biomes and talked a little about plants and climate, and mom did animal adaptations and talked also about a few plants. Mom had asked them to start her part in Bird Hall, and when they got up there, it was dark. One of the guys turned on the overhead lights, but the cases were still dark. Mom did the best she could, though. She talked mostly about beaks, feet, and leg placement, although she brought out a few things about sexual dimorphism (colors, long tails, etc. in males), and addressed a few anomalies. Of course everyone knows that male songbirds are more colorful than females, but did you know there is an exception? Yep, it's the female phalarope (there are a few species), and she is the more colorful because the males brood her eggs and raise her chicks. She mates with many males, lays an egg in each male built nest, and leaves! The guys are left with the kids and the responsibility! The other anomaly is that penguins have solid bones, more like mammals than birds, but they need that extra weight for diving.
After the birds, they talked about a few animals on the second floor, and mom showed them the touchable carts for Africa and North America. It was a fun afternoon, and they were done by 2:15, which surprised mom.
Anyway she's home now and ours for the rest of the day. It has gone all the way up to 21 degrees, feels like a heat wave. Even the street outside has melted, and you can see pavement again. After mom finishes our blogs, she will walk the dogs, then clean our cages, and play with us the rest of the evening. You know that tomorrow we will be rearranging our cages, right? We can do that while mom is at the funeral home.
I hope you are having a great day and getting lots of cuddles and scritches. Stay warm! Hugs, Willie♥ xoxoxo

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02/17/2015 12:54.48 PM Report This Comment  
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It's so good to see you, my friend! I've been hanging out a lot with Peppino and Kacey and Mikey. We've tried doing a lot of things together. We learned to snow skate the other day! Don't ask!
Mom loved hearing from your mom last night, too. Did you hear me? I was yelling for you, but your mom said you were in bed.
Let's do something fun soon, I really miss you. Maybe we can date? I'd love that.
It's good to have BC up and running again, isn't it? We are going to go to 40 degrees today, followed by another dip into the teens tomorrow.
Today the blog is going to be brief. Mom has a little running to do before she gets her hair cut this afternoon. A little trip to PetSmart for Peppino's food, a trip to Kohl's to see if her points are still good, even though they expired in January (you never know), maybe a trip to Barnes and Noble are all in the offing before her appointment. Lots of driving to do today, for sure. Hope you are having a great day and getting lots of warm cuddles and scritches. Hugs, Willie♥

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02/11/2015 07:52.24 AM Report This Comment  
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Hello everybirdie. Amando here with today's Adventure update. After a frightful emergency with my fister Sweetie and her Pet Store toy, we are back on our trip to return Armando to his Momma and flock. With the Hippos awake things got pretty nasty for poor Cappy and his boat load of Amazon Adventurers. Hippos are not native to South America but were relocated here by someone then left to fend on their own when their owner was killed by authorities. The warmth, abundant water and plant life are perfect habitat for the displaced African natives. A large male awoke by the passing boat lets out a loud roar of annoyance that rouses the others from their afternoon rest. He runs forward, his strong legs moving easily across the river bottom. The others in his pod follow, heading towards the longboat.
Cappy sees the angry hippo coming and let's out a huge Cockatoo SCREAM, crest up, feathers fluffed. The male Hippo comes to a screeching stop and stares in wonder at the large white bird standing on the helm of the longboat. The others stop behind him, not certain what to do. The leader roars again and steps forward. Cappy screams again, this time he is joined by the other BC friends. The sound is deafening as it echos across the water. The Hippos having never seen or heard a Cockatoo before stare for a moment longer then turn on their heels and head back towards the distant shoreline. Cappy screams once more for a final warning, before smiling happily at his friends in the boat. "You just don't mess with a TOO!" he says, grabbing his oar. "OK, let's paddle out of here."
The other boats pass by undisturbed as the hippos keep a nervous watch from the banks. The group sails past Manaus, before BB calls to them to head for shore for lunch. Dixie and Little Angel were so comforted to be in the boat with Cappy as their guard,he sure did scare those hippos fast! They wouldn't want to mess around with that strong big beak.
BB opens her travel bag & gets out the portable kitchen. Out of the storage bins she gets corn on the cob, veggie Kabobs,Soy burgers and Spam hot dogs. Little Bits Best root beer is in the coolers along with Cream & Ginger Ale sodas.
"I am going to call in the supply shuttle for more food. Any birdie have a request for food??" she asks looking at Sky, " yes Pickles, I won't forget. Sky could you and Jesse go bring some water from the river please?"
Sky grabs two buckets as he and Jesse wander back down to the River where the others are playing a game of beach volleyball. Bending over, sky dips the bucket into the river and suddenly the water begins to turn and bubble. Startled Sky yanks the bucket out. "WHAT ???" he yells looking at it. The whole bottom was gone, eaten away. "Stay out of the water, Piranhas!"
Everybirdie stops dead and stares at the bucket, and the River.
"So many dangers to be wary of" Kaji sighs
your pal Amando 226029

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01/25/2015 10:24.19 AM Report This Comment  
  Hi Callie
Hello Adventurers. As we draw close to Manuas, Brazil, we must be watchful for both human threats and the ever present threat from wildlife both on land and aquatic. Although the Hippo is an African animal, there are now over 50 individuals and counting living happily along the Amazon and other South American Rivers. In the late 1980s, Pablo Escobar kept four hippos in a private menagerie at his residence in Hacienda Nápoles, 100 km east of Medellín, Colombia, after buying them in New Orleans. They were deemed too difficult to seize and move after Escobar's fall, and hence left on the untended estate. By 2007, the animals had multiplied to 16 and had taken to roaming the area for food in the nearby Magdalena River. In 2009, two adults and one calf escaped the herd and, after attacking humans and killing cattle, one of the adults (called "Pepe") was killed by hunters under authorization of the local authorities. As of early 2014, 50 hippos have been reported to exist on the Amazon and it's tributaries.
With Mick Dundee departure after enjoying BB's lunch, the birds begin to wonder how they would get past the Hippos ahead in the River. Amando, Jenny-Lynn and Sky sit close, deep in discussion trying to figure out the safest way past the upcoming danger.
"I think we simply paddle by, staying as far away from them as we can. If we take one boat past at a time it shouldn't disturb them overly" Jenny-Lynn adds, worry on her face
"But if they do attack the boat and it is alone we might not be able to get there in time to help them." Sky adds
"I think we stay close together." Amando replies after some thought, " we paddle as little as we have to, let the river move us by"
"It might be best if we separate and place guards in each boat while passing the hippo pod." Jenny-Lynn directs
Sky and Amando agree, and set about moving guard birds into each boat. The nervous Adventures load their boats, and pushing off from shore, slowly paddle towards possible danger lurking the the River ahead. Finny and Chipper had reported back that the hippos were resting near the west bank of the river in shallow water. The birds move their boats towards the eastern shore, paddling carefully, ever watchful for danger. Rounding a sharp curve in the River near Manuas, JL in the lead boat with Sugar, Cookie, Raffi, Peepers, Laka, Strawberry and RT spots the first group of hippos. Resting submerged below the murky Amazon waters, just their heads exposed. Pointing she let's out a shrill whistle to inform the others that danger was ahead of them. JL directs her companions to stop paddling, and allows the boat to move slowly along pulled by the current of the water. Sky and Kaji's boats pass by the hippos without incident. Next boat to pass is LA and Dixie's group, guarded by Cappy. As Cappy instructs his friends to stop paddling, one huge male Hippo opens his mouth and lets out an angry roar. His sudden call rouses the others in the pod.
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01/23/2015 08:02.37 AM Report This Comment  
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Hello fellow Amazon Adventurers. I was sure glad to see that Ms BB had welcomed her pal to join us for a part of our trip up the River. She musta known we were going to run into some nasty company along the way. Nothing worse then Crocs or gators for rocking the boat so to speak. Thankfully we had warning from Finny and the Green Angels. With BB's shuttle always on the ready she was able to have her friend Mick from Australia join us . He has a nickname of Crocodile Dundee. Mick stepped up on the bow of the long boat so the crocs could see him better. When they did they all headed for the bottom of the river & stayed there. They didn't want to be made into boots,belts,hats or luggage!!! I sorta feel sorry for them after Cappy and Little Angel got done with them.
"OK, enough with the green gator guys, Ok Crocs. Let me at' em. I'll show them a thing or five. I'll bite their noses, sparkle their tails and then......"Li
"il Angel yells at the crocs as they swim around the boats. "Oh you don't wanta wake the baby.
Too late....LOOK OUT CROC HERE I COMEEEEEEEEEEE." Little Angel grabs an oar and whacks the croc on the nose hard making tears come to his eyes.
Little Angel" Sky yells, "Stop hurting the Crocs, you're making them cry. OH no not that." He watches as she grabs one by the tail and bites down as hard as she can, "and trust me that's hard."
"Little Angel, I thought I told you be good?" Amando looks at her and can't help but grin as he watches the neon sparkled crocs swimming away in shame, that a little girl bird beat them up.
Everybirdie laughs as the crocs disappear. Then little Angel turns to see Mick standing on Ms BB's boat. She grins sheepishly and giggles. "Way ta go mate" Mick calls to her making LA happy.
"Whew! That was a close one! Thankfully, LA, Cappy and Ms. BB took care of those nasty crocs! Good grief! What will we encounter next?? Oh, oh....my Green Angels just informed me that there are some hippos up the river. Just what we need! Do be careful. Hippos are even more dangerous than crocs. We have to find baby Armando's Momma and get him home before anything else happens. I'm off to check on the hippo situation and really search for Armando's Momma. " Finny waves his good-bye as he heads off up-river to re-join the Green Angels as they gather information about the hippos.
Heading into shore, tie off their boats and relax. Its lunch time so Ms BB sets up her portable kitchen." How about deep fried gator bites, corn dogs and deep fried pickles?
I have been told by Mr Mick Dundee the gator bites taste like chicken. " Picabo makes a face at the thought of Gator bites. Boo Boo yells, " Bring'em on!"
"Then we can sneak past those Hippos and continue our hunt for the baby"s Mom & Dad."
As BB and the girls cook lunch, the boys bring out some maps and check for possible nesting sites ahead. As they look over the map Willie points to a treed area, "LOOK! A nesting area of Amazon species"
your pal Amando 226029

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01/22/2015 01:48.43 PM Report This Comment  
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Good morning Amazon Adventurers time to rise and shine! Amando calls out happily as he wakes his sleeping friends. " It's once more time to load our long-boats and move further in-land on our search for baby Armando's Momma and flock." The sleepy eyed BC Adventurers yawn and climb off their sleeping perches, waking to the smells of Ms BB's fresh brewed coffee and the warmth of the Brazilian sun falling softly on their faces. Eating a quick breakfast the travelers ready their boats, pushing off from shore, determined to make Santarem by late afternoon.
Santarém (Portuguese pronunciation: [s?~ta'??j]) is a municipality in the state of Pará in Brazil. The Tapajós joins the Amazon River there, and it is a popular location for tourism. It is the second most important city in the state and the financial and economic center of the western part of the state. It was once home to the Tapajós Indians, a tribe of Native Americans after which the river was named, It is located some 800 km (500 mi) from both the largest cities in the Amazon, Manaus, and the state capital Belém. It has a population of 300,000.
Pushing out into the Amazon River, the group paddles through the early morning without incident. Suddenly Finny and the Green Angels arrive, landing on the helms of the boats. "Amando,
just wanted to warn you guys to be careful up ahead. There are some crocs sunning themselves up the river. You never know if they'll take off after a boat or not, so be on the lookout and be very careful with little Armando." With that they were off again, scouting ahead for danger and Armando's Momma.
"I THINK BABY ARMANDO RECOGNIZES THE SOUNDS HE IS HEARING. OH I DO HOPE WE FIND HIS MOMMA AND HE KNOWS HER VOICE." Kacey and Sweetpepper say as they cuddle the baby close, keeping him safe. Armando chirps happily, straining his neck to see everything as the boats slip effortlessly through the murky waters.
"We are all so excited to be on this journey to find baby Armando's parronts.And to destroy all the poachers along the way who have done all this damage to our native habitat!" Dixie tells L'il Angel, an angry look in his dark eyes.
The boats turn the bend in the river, and there, laying on both banks are dozens of crocs and gators, basking in the mid-day sun. As the boats move forward, the paddles ripping swiftly through the water, black eyes open and disappear beneath the water at the edge of the river. Suddenly Falco lets out a terrified scream, grabbing onto Jesse. Their boat vibrates as the croc comes up from underneath, hitting the boat from below. Hulk and Willie hold tightly to their oars as the croc swims around the sides of the boat, then disappears under the water. " HELP!" Boo Boo yells as the croc hits the boat on the side, tipping it over, and causing it to take on water.
BB and Sky turn their long-boat quickly, with Kaji and JL paddling as hard as they can, Cappy holds his oar up, hoping to get a swing at the angry reptile.
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01/20/2015 11:57.12 AM Report This Comment  
  Hi Callie Sweetie pie
Hello everybirdie, I am sorry for missing Sunday but we were Squawked right off of BC from dawn to dusk. I hope everyone had a wonderful weekend and are ready to continue our trek down the Amazon River to find baby Armando's parents. Some have commented that they are unable to make a picture of themselves on our Adventure. Picture or not you are all a necessary active part of this trip and we couldn't do it without your help. Thanks for your daily support and tot hose who leave comments we are able to write into our daily posts.
"We're off in search of Armando's Momma" Amando calls out as the long-boats push off from shore. The eggcitement of the day and the upcoming adventure slips away as the boats cut smoothly through the water. Native birds fly over head shouting their greetings as the group of Adventures paddle down the river in search of Armando's flock.
Jenny, always on the vigil, oversees Sky & Amando's plan of returning baby Armando! She will not allow this venture to go South, "there will not be any days like that! This is not a vacation, THIS IS SERIOUS CRAP! " Jen is learning to understand the Napanee flock, and just like her, they are as serious as a heart attack, Jen loves the real things in life! This adventure will not fail!
The birds joke and laugh as they paddle enjoying the scenery slipping by on the shoreline. A Jaguar leans over to get a closer look at the passing Birds. BonBon and Parker fly over to speak to him. " Do you know of a flock of Amazons that have a baby that was stolen from them? We found him, but don't know where to find his Momma."
"He is likely from further inland. Poachers were raiding nests in there a few weeks ago, stealing countless babies from nests, cutting down their nesting trees if necessary. I have seen many dead babies lying discarded along the trails, tossed away like garbage, all in the name in profit" The angry Jaguar roars his displeasure. " Once the nest trees are destroyed there are no places for future nests or chicks to live."
Susan shivers as her boat passes by a submerged tree, where a large snake lies sunning herself along the edge of the water. The snake watches as the birds pass by, watchful least they bring danger to her homeland.
Finnegan and the Green Angels swoop in and land on the helm of the boat where Amando, JL, Cappy, Sky and Kaji navigate the River. "It looks like the coast is clear for now, but the Green Angels and I will be keeping a keen lookout for trouble. This route along the Amazon is really beautiful, at least the birds'eye view of it is." with that they fly off to scout of the river ahead.
Baby Armando wakes up chirping happily as he hears the calls of his native land. " I think he knows where he is now" Dory says to Chyna, Falco and Sugar, "Look" the baby flaps his tiny wings happily.
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01/19/2015 09:17.56 AM Report This Comment  
  Hi Callie Sweetie pie
Hello everybirdie. Amando here with today's Amazon Adventure Update. I want each of you to know how proud I am of you, and how hard you fought against the poachers who were stealing the wild Parrots. Many species of birds and Parrots are extinct or on the brink of extinction. The two of the leading causes being destruction of habitat and unchecked poaching. With the criminals behind bars we are off to the shuttle and the trip down the Amazon to find baby Armando's parents.
Finnegan swoops in, "Hey Amando and team.....that was GRRRRRRRRREAT! We did it! Everyone did a fantastic job nailing those poachers. Now my Green Angels and I have to get busy scouting out the route and helping to look for little Armando's mama and flock. You know there could be many more poachers on our route. There are lots of them out there. So we're still going to have to be VERY careful. My Green Angels have excellent eyesight are the best team you could wish for. We're off." with that the Green Angels head up into the blue skies towards Macapa', and the beginning of our trip.
Kiddo comes to Amando, JL and Sky, " I think those guys are so glad to be in custody. Obviously jail was preferable to the wrath of the beak!" The birds erupt into fits of laughter at that, as they recall the looks of relief when the authorities showed up.
The BC Commando Birdies head back to the shuttles waiting int he clearing. Everything is loaded and ready. Baby Armando is fast asleep in Dory's wings. Cori tip-talons over to see him, smiling at his quiet form, sound asleep oblivious to all that has taken place. Dory hands the tiny parrot to Cori who kisses his little pin-feathered head. He opens one eye long enough to see who has him before falling back to sleep. Everybirdie is glad to sit down in the shuttle, after the awesome fight they just completed. Eggcitedly they relay the events to Paoo who smiles." There are more, many more out there. As long as people buy them, Parrots will be stolen from their homes."
The Shuttles lift off effortlessly and in a flash are landing outside of the City of Macapa'. The birdies climb out cautiously, keeping their eyes open for danger. Finny and his Green Angels fly by relaying the all clear message. Sky and Amando head tot he river to find their guide Jose' who will escort the group down the Amazon in search of the flock that Armando belongs to. A dozen long-boats sit moored at the waters edge. Jose' looks up as he hears Amando heading towards him. "I have already heard word of the fight your group won against the poachers at Belem. Word travels fast through the Rain Forest." The tall Macaw grins widely and offers a wing in friendship.
"Let's get the gear loaded and get moving. We have a long trip ahead of us." Sky exclaims
"Es, and many dangers also" Jose' replies with a knowing look.
"OKAY, all is ready" Amando calls loudly, as the three birds return together to the shuttles. "We're off in search of Armando's Momma"
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01/17/2015 12:18.24 PM Report This Comment  
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Hello everybirdie, time to rise and shine. We will finish loading the shuttles and grab a quick breakfast before the sun rises over the BC castle. Then we are off to the warm, tropical Rain Forest of Brazil. We will land in Belem Brazil. From Belem, we shall begin our dangerous journey into the interior of the Amazon Rain Forest, following the Amazon River and the Orinoco Water Shed.
"I have spoken to a dear friend of mine, who once flew free in the Amazon. He was trapped and brought into Brazil’s $1billion illegal pet trade. It targets many highly desirable psittacids. Domestic and international demands for Brazil’s parrots is enormous. He warns us that according to a recent report by researchers David Pearson and Les Beletsky, domestic aviculture is an “iconic (activity) in all classes of Brazilian society”. Over 70 percent of wild-taken parrots are sold domestically, despite harsh laws that prohibit possession of wild-caught psittacids. The remainder are shipped to the USA, and Europe. We must be ever watchful, and careful least we too become part of this illegal trade in wild Parrots."
"Come and get it" BB calls between gulps of steaming hot coffee.
The boys yawn, and try to go back to sleep. They had spent the night taking turns feeding and caring for the baby Amazon. The baby is wide eyed and ready for breakfast as Kiddo opens one eye and looks down at the bundle of energy snuggles beneath him for warmth. " You sure don't sleep very long do you little one?"
After a quick hearty breakfast, the shuttles are loaded and with one final glance around the KB the Amazon adventurers and baby with his watchful foster Moms Dory, Sugar, Jenny-Lynn, Sweetie and Spot are belted in. With a final look around at BC and home, they head south-east towards their starting point in the resort city of Belem, on the Atlantic coast of Brazil. The flight is uneventful, and Baby sleeps quietly only waking long enough to eat and take a quick look out the windows at the clouds and blue skies around them. Landing carefully under the expert talons of Ms BB and Mr Sky, the shuttles touch down outside the city in a secluded location, where it will be safe for them to exit the shuttles and get their bearings. Having left the cold and snow of Canada and many parts of the US behind, the sun and heat feels good after the long flight.
" Hulk, Kiddo, Sky, Picabo, Silver, Pearl and I will go scout out the area. Wait here till we return. Be care and keep an eye out of humans." Amando says, as the boys head off towards Belem. The others unload the backpacks, tents and gear they brought along, readying everything for the long trip up the Amazon River. After a short while the scouts return with word that "it should be safe to explore some today in Belem, but stick together, never be alone."
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01/05/2015 10:21.54 AM Report This Comment  
  Hi Callie
Hello fellow Adventurers, as promised today we will pick the baby's name. Due to the number of names I have made a separate list and posted it onto my page--PLEASE pick one name and let me know your choice--they are all greyt. Remember the baby is a BOY.
Rushing into the food tent, everybirdie places their food on the counter, as Sky and BB get busy cleaning and blending them through the food Processor. "WAIT SKY, not the Blackberry, it's not a fruit it's an ipod." Hulk yells as Sky prepares to drop the blackberry into the mixture.
Spot finishes feeding the baby by regurgitating food into his hungry mouth. "There, all full" he hands the baby back to Sugar who makes a disgusted face and tries not to gag.
"SPOT, you really know what you're doing" Parker says looking sorta nauseated
"THAT was so, owwwww, yuck!" BooBoo says holding her beetle in her beak. "GROSS!" she says, tossing her head back sending the beetle into the air. It falls straight into her beak. "YUMMY! Now that's how I like my food. Fresh, squirmy and crunchy"
"Now, that's GROSS!" Jenny-Lynn says, turning her attention back to the sleepy eyed baby in Sugar's wings. "Finnegan, how'd you like to take a turn watching baby for a while so we Zon Girls can get something for supper?"
Finnegan takes the little fluffy baby gently into his wings, looking at him with soft, wide eyes. "We'll get you home, don't worry little fellow"
The moment is broken by BB's loud yell, "SKY! What are you eating?"
Sky turns red, a large ladle in one wing, his beak full, " NUFFIN"
"Did you eat the baby's supper?" She eyes him and the half empty pot of blended food.
"I just tried a little, you know to be sure it tasted right without the pickles in it" Sky replies
BB shakes her head, taking the pot and ladle away from Sky. "We put this into small jars for our trip, unless you want to feed him?" she says with a shiver.
"We'll take turns BB, we're all pretty good at feeding fingers, hands and toys, so we can all take a turn feeding baby." Kiddo says proudly, smiling at the little sleeping chick, "it'll be good experience for us"
With the baby soundly sleeping in Finnegan's wings, the hungry birds fill up their plates from some of Lizzie and BB's fine cooking at the food tent. With full bellies, they set about fueling the shuttles, packing provisions, and building a bed for baby to sleep in during their long trip up the Amazon River.
"Jenny-Lynn, you really think we'll be able to find the baby's parents in all that Rain Forest?" Sweetie asks as she packs her favorite toy and some extra pellet and Finnegan's bag of Kaytee handfeeding formula into her backpack
"We'll find them. We're Zon's we don't give up, we don't back down and we don't ever break our promise to a baby" Jenny-Lynn says with deep conviction.
"Let's get some sleep and we'll leave at dawn. We need to take turns feeding baby every two hours or whenever his crop is empty, whose first?" Amando asks
your pal Amando 226029

Come visit me, SKY, Little Angel, jesse & SWEETIE, RUNNING FOR BOTM IN MAY.

01/04/2015 07:53.09 AM Report This Comment  
  Hi Callie
Hello everybirdie, Amando here with our third day's Adventure update. I want to say the names you are coming up with are great. I will post them in Sunday's blog and everybirdie can vote on their favorite choice. The name with the most votes on Monday will be our new name for the Baby Amazon. Talking about baby's I sure hope we can find his Momma soon, he's starting to get pretty hungry.
"Chirp, chirp, CHIRP!!!!!!!!!" the baby cries as he stares at Jenny-Lynn and Sugar who are snuggling him close to help keep him warm. "CHIRP!!!!!"
"He's hungry, what are we suppose to feed him?' Sweetie asks Kaji who is watching from a safe distance. "Do you think Lizzie might cook something for him?"
"I don't think babies eat food like that, he needs special baby food, mushed up bugs, and worms and spiders" BooBoo says, hurrying to bring the baby a nice plump beetle she just caught.
"Boo Boo, stop, baby birds don't eat that stuff, not baby Parrots anyways!" Cori grabs her fister by the wing to slow her down
"That's correct, a baby Amazon needs high protein foods, warm, partially digested and fresh. Fruit, leaves, bugs and other foods the parents find when foraging. Being how young he is, he needs fed every hour or so, from sun-up to sun-set" Jenny-Lynn explains
"Ok, spread out everybirdie, look for fruit, veggies, leaves, and other healthy foods, seeds and nuts especially" Amando directs, as he rushes off in search of dinner for the little hungry fluff ball.
" I have a couple pickles" Sky says loudly, he'll love them!"
"SKY!"" BB frowns at Sky making him turn red, " babies don't eat pickles, and besides what are you doing with those pickles?"
"Look I see a walnut tree" Sky points and tries to get away as fast as he can, but BB follows him telling him all the dangers of too many pickles all the way there.

" It's ok baby, I'll take care of you" Jenny-Lynn tickles the baby under the chin, " we'll get you back to your Momma safe and sound."
"Just wait until I get my beak on those poachers, they'll regret stealing baby Parrots" Sugar adds, an angry glow in her eyes that only Amazons have.
"Let me at 'em, I'll show them a thing or two" BonBon yells in her highest Budgie voice. Spot holds his fister back as she gets worked up over someone stealing baby Birds from their nest holes.
" Look what we found!" Amando says happily as the group of foragers return to join Sugar and JL with their treasures." We have walnuts, chestnuts, oats, wheat, apples, a pear and someone found this, a Blackberry.
" Let's go to the Kissing Booth food tent and get our little friend fed, then we'll get ready to start our trip to Brazil" Amando says eggcitedly.
your pal
Amando 226029

Come visit me, SKY, Little Angel, jesse & SWEETIE, RUNNING FOR BOTM IN MAY.

01/03/2015 07:55.19 AM Report This Comment  
  Hi Callie
Hello everyone, Amando here with today's continued adventure BOTM blog. We are certainly heading off into dangerous territory as we return this "Baby" to his parents and flock. I need your help as we face countless dangers, unknown mysteries and spiders. Amando shivers at that thought. We must be fearless, bold and brave.
"AHHHHHHHHH, isn't he cute?" Little Angel says looking softly at the baby in Amando's wings. " Dixie, look, a baby"
"We can't keep him Little Angel, he needs to go home to his parents and family" Amando reminds her
" What is he?" Dixie asks smiling, and making soft coos to the curious bundle of down
"Maybe it's a Conure?" Hulk says
" I think it's some kind of Amazon Parrot" Jenny-Lynn says startling everybirdie, as she moves in closer with Sugar and Sweetie. " Yep, it's an Amazon, too young to know what species but it's an Amazon alright"
"Aren't you just a cute little baby" Sugar says taking the chick from Amando, and hugging him close to her chest. " Don't you worry, we'll get you back home to your parents"
Jenny-Lynn takes the soft fluffy baby and holds him up at eye level. The baby bird coos softly as he looks into Jenny's eyes. "MOMMA?"
"OH NO! I'm not your Momma baby, but I will help look after you until we find her for you" Jenny-Lynn looks around to make sure everybirdie is in agreement. " all of us will go with you and Amando to the Amazon River and take you back home."
" I think the baby needs a name. We can't keep calling him BABY. So, let's think of a name for our little boy baby. Post them on my page and then we will all get to vote on the name we will call our new found friend." Amando says as he watches the girls kissing and cuddling the little down-covered baby.

"Jenny-Lynn, do you think we can get him to Brazil and back home ok?" Sweetie asks, uncertain of what might lie ahead.
"Of course. We will take the Shuttle, I am sure Ms BB will help us out, to Brazil, then travel by foot and boat up the Amazon River until we find our baby's flock, a piece of Avi-cake. You see, it'll be easy." even as she spoke Jenny-Lynn knew the dangers that lie ahead; snakes, dangerous animals, insects and.. "she closed her eyes, and kissed the baby. "It'll be fine Sweet Baby"
your pal
Amando 226029

Come visit me, SKY, Little Angel, jesse & SWEETIE, RUNNING FOR BOTM IN MAY.

01/02/2015 09:26.28 AM Report This Comment  
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