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My mom and dad came to see all the birds Marc Marrone had -- just to look. I would NOT let them leave without me. They looked at other sulfur cockatoos but I kept butting in. I already had a name because of my personality. I like to bob my head and walk with a hop in my step.

After me came Kahlua, below, and Bumbles, who now lives with dad. Bumbles,a Rose-Breasted Cockatoo, was rescued from a man who couldn't bring Bumbles with him to his new condo in Florida.

Mom strongly encourages people to get a rescue bird. So many abandoned birds need a home with someone who will give them tons of love and care. And they have so much to give in return!
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Hi! My name is Tango

I am a Citron-Crested Cockatoo from Poughkeepsie, NY.

Shrimp, Bangy, Bang Bang Shrimp, Sweetheart, Tango Bango

10 years old   F

Citron-Crested Cockatoo

Kaytee Yogurt Drops -- only the Mango-flavored cylinder ones, unsalted pretzels, Chex cereal, pine nuts, sunflower seeds, especially the blueberry Kaytee yogurt-covered ones. I also like apples and grapes.

I like to sit anywhere on mom, my sand perch in my cage, on my cage door, on my play stand, on the windowsill, on mom's knee when she's reading, or under a blanket with mom for hugs and cuddles.

I hate dirty feet or stepping in anything dirty or wet -- even water.

I'm scared of spilled liquid -- if anything is spilled I come running over to look and then run away and hide but will not forget it was there, even after it's been cleaned. I won't go on or near that spot for hours but will peer down at it occasionally to make sure it hasn't come back!

I refuse to learn tricks, but if I see my African Grey sister, Kahlua, doing it, then I have to do it too.

I like to give kisses to other people, but they have to approach me with their hands behind their backs.

I don't like glasses or hats or nail polish on fingernails (but toes are fine).

Kahlua -- I don't like her too close to me. I tolerate her and I will only sit next to her when mom is reading and has her knees bent. I will sit on one knee and let Kahlua sit on the other.

If mom has a glass or water for us (yes, we sometimes get our own drinking glasses) and Kahlua and I both want a drink, I want to go first. If Kahlua wants a drink and I don't even want one, I still want to go first. Of course, mom makes me wait my turn.

If mom is reading, I have to have a piece of paper too -- and it has to be from the same one mom has. And you can't trick me. I can tell the difference. I don't eat the paper. I just hold it in my foot, up against my beak and make crunching noises. That's how I "read".


She spoils me and spends all her free time with me. She'd rather be with me than people sometimes. She gets me everything I need and loves me unconditionally- .

She tells me she loves me and gives me all the hugs and kisses I want. I like when she says, "Hi Sweetheart."


I love to hold a "security blanket," which is any cloth that is carefully cut and tied in the middle with rope or ribbon. I hold it in my foot against my beak whenever I'm relaxing.

I also like to make what look like spit balls in my mouth by rubbing my tongue against the roof of my mouth. I do this when I'm relaxing too.

If someone comes over and watches me doing something I'll freeze and sit like a statue, thinking no one can see me if I stay really still.

When mom goes out for too long, I make soup in my water bowl with whatever is in my cage. It's usually a mix of food but sometimes includes toys.

I love to go into my toy box (a square fabric cube) and I throw all the toys across the room until I get to the one I want.

I notice anything new mom does to the house. If she buys a new throw pillow or rearranges something, I have to have mom take me over to see it. And of course, I have to see it first -- before Kahlua.

I don't like new people and things and it takes me time to get used to them, but once in awhile I just go right up to something or someone.

I grab 2 or 3 treats in my mouth at once from my bowl and bring them to the top of my cage, or the highest spot wherever I am at the time, before eating. I got to make sure no one else gets them!
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  Hi Miss Tango
Howdy, Mikey D here, at the camp readying to head into Widow's Creek. Cappy the tunnel-bird champ and his crew are already heading towards the Ghost Town, digging their tunnel quickly under Black Bart's beak, and moving in to place to rescue Jesse from their felonious grasps.
Ms BB rides back quietly into camp, unseen by the busy birds, it isn't until she speaks they realize she is there, " the tunnel birds are gettin' near the saloon! I seen a big pile of dirt outside of camp. Black Bart still has not shown himself. Some of his gang are still at Widows Creek waiting for the surprise you have planned for them. The group have got the horses away unnoticed and should have them here in the remuda any minute."
"It's time everyone!" Mikey D says loudly enough to be heard by all, "OK drivers, carporals act real casual-like, and don't let them know anythings up! Gun-birds, stay safe, wait for the signal, " Where's that feather-plucked rat?" before you come out shootin' and may God be with us!"
"The horses are stashed safely among the herd of cattle and mules, " Peppino reports to the others.
"Everybirdie knows the part they must play to successfully rescue Jesse and keep us and our cargo safe. Black Bart will regret messing with us again." Silver exclaims, as he and Pepper check their weapons.Pookie says "I'm all ready lets start heading out. I've got my rifle along with a night vision scope attached. I never leave home without it." he climbs up into the wagon. Peepers,Celine and the rest of the Dixie flock are all eager to help dig and be tunnel birds!They all grab a shovel to show Mikey D just how strong and fast they can be! Cappy directs the work, as dirt flies quickly out of the tunnel. Kaji takes a quick look of the work and reports back to the others that the tunnel is nearly finished.
"Let's move'em out!" Mikey D calls as he snaps the reins of his team and pulls them out onto the rough, rutted road. Kiddo spins around and draws his gun to show he is ready for Black Bart before jumping up onto the back of one of the empty wagons, joining the others hidden away in the beds of the Schooners. They move along at a slow walk, no birdie eager for what is to come. In the distance Mikey D spies Widow's Creek and can just make out a small figure of a bird watchin' them.
The Tunnel completed, Cappy waits for a few minutes to regroup his team before them head inside to make their way towards the saloon. They check their guns, and follow into the darkness. They wait to hear the signal shot from Sky at the Widow Creek. Then they will bust through the final inches of dirt and bust into the back of the saloon to save Jesse. Falco and Chyna take a deep breath as they wait. Very bird's nerves are on edge, ready to swing into action......
Mikey D holds up his wing, as they pull carefully into the opening at Widow's Creek..
see ya tomorrow, MIKEY D

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04/19/2015 09:38.42 AM Report This Comment  
  Hi Miss Tango
WELL HOWDYYYY!, Mikey D finally back online. WOW, no net was sure tough. Didn't know how we'd make it much longer. Thankfully we can just pick on up were we left off. We gathered together to plan our rescue of Jesse and a greetin' for Black Bart he'd not soon forget. Lizzie had rustled up a great meal, but nobirdie seem too hungry with so much about to take place. With the wagons unloaded, and Apache, Bon Bon. Angel and Willie standin' guard we set about makin' plans on how to carry out our mission.
" I have scouted out Widow's Creek." Ms BB explained, " There is 1 road through the creek with lots of cover to hide in. That's bad for us cause Black Bart has his gang hid in it. I seen the movements they made back and forth to their horses. " BB paused for emphases "The cover is good for us cause we can sneak up & get the drop on them. Maybe a few birds can sneak in & lead their horses away.?"
"Now, that sounds like a workable idea, " Zippy says eager to get goin' and save Jesse. "I volunteer to go!"
"I will too" Parker adds. " Me too!" Flitzer offers.
"OK, you be careful. Take their horses back around the creek, and into our remuda for safe keepin. But be careful." Mikey D says, patting them each on the shoulder. He knows he's picked the best birds to do that job. Angel-tiel, Pepper and Peppino join the group as they ride out of camp to carry out their mission. Angel & Pepper are happy to help the birdies execute the "surprise" for Black Bart!
"We need to get these wagons hitched and ready." Sky adds looking at Mikey D for direction. "I'll be honored to be in the wagon as I'm a good shot." Pookie steps forward eager to do his share to help. Cookie and Spot get their guns ready, they know the team will out smart that rotten Black Bart and his gang.
"We're ready to do whatever part we need to help rescue Jesse and keep everybirdie, cargo, etc. safe." Pearl and Silver check their weapons and smiling, join the volunteers climbing into the now empty wagons.
Cappy steps up to help Mikey D and Sky lead the attack. "I'm very proficient with a sling shot lol. " he begins to pick out shooters to be in his wagon. Kiddo re-loads and speaks up "I have my six shooter loaded and ready to go!" he hops into the wagon bed ready to fight. Cappy asks "has anybirdie thought of digging a tunnel into the town? ... Cappy explains he is very adept at digging escape tunnels .
"NOW, that's a plan" Mikey D says grinning widely, We need tunnel birds quick! Any volunteers? Wings go up all over camp. "Cappy, you take all the tunnel-birds you need and head into town. Tunnel your way carefully towards the saloon. "Jesse!, we'll be there soon!"
see ya tomorrow, MIKEY D

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04/18/2015 10:49.57 AM Report This Comment  
  Hi Tango
Howdy partners, Mikey D here with our Thursday update. Things had taken a turn for the worse, when SKY and GUS came up with a plan that might just work to help us free Jesse and keep our cargo safe. Black Bart, that low0down dirty bird bird-napped Jesse as he rode a lame mule back to the remuda. That rotten scoundrel has his black, beady eyes fixed on stealin' our cargo, taken our wagons and riding off with our mules and herd. Well, let me be tellin' ya, there ain't no way we's gonna be givin' that low-flyin' thief and his gang of lice-bitten villains anything, and we're gonna be show him in no uncertain terms.
" Here comes a lone rider Boss!" Cappy yells out from his look-out position in a nearby tree. "It's Miss BB". Miss BB gallops into the camp & dismounts. "Boss, I did not see any way we can get into that Saloon in the ghost town without being seen. There are guards on top of the buildings. Mr Sky's plan sounds like the best chance of success. Sky and Gus are right about Black Bart. He & his gang are not that bright. Just downright mean & ornery. I volunteer to be in one of the empty wagons. " she exclaims a growl in her voice.
The group of birds burst out in a loud cheer of triumph. " We'll take on that stealin' bird-nappin' feather-duster of a hooligan." One and two by twos the birds offer their wings in this battle to save Jesse and protect their precious freight of Birdie-treats.
"You know I'm with you!" Sugar yells high-fouring Mikey D."You could put Lizzie in that wagon. I guarantee you that is all you need to do." Kaji says, as Lizzie demonstrates her fire power for everybirdie.
"You're right, she'd toast him, but good. We gotta make sure we get Jesse back first, then she can practice her flame-thrownin' skills" Sky says laughing. The others join in and soon everyone is laughing at the image of Black Bart meeting Miss Lizzie.
"Now, that's fire-power" Flitzer adds." there sure ain't no shortage of volunteers to take on Black Bart. I certainly want to be a member of this mission to rescue Jesse!' Kiddo tells Dory and Polly.
"ok, we're all in agreement. Let's get these wagon's unloaded quick. I need some riders to head out to the remuda and have them bring the herd close in. Miss BB, you, Sky, and a few volunteers ride out to get the Beakerton Agents out on the trail still. We have a big party to plan for and right quickly too!" Mikey D assigns the work and heads to his wagon with Chuey to begin the job of unloading the freight. " We'll need to have gun-birds stay here to guard the hidden cargo." he takes a deep breath. Time is running by fast and they had much to do if their plan was going to work.
It isn't long before everybirdie is gathered together, working to prepare for the surprise that was awaitin' Black Bart and his gang come sundown at Widow's Creek.
see ya tomorrow, MIKEY D

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04/16/2015 10:28.49 AM Report This Comment  
  Hi Tango
Mikey D here after a day's absence. I must say Mr Sky ( Sky Flock) looks rather handsome with his beak and nails all trim and polished. Then to make it worse he got a huge wooden toy from Chuey's Chewable Bird Toy Creations. Geesh, I had to sit here and tend mules all day in the hot sun whilst I fretted some over how we'd get Jesse back from Black Bart. As I was sittin' astride the lazy-board on the wagon, driving these tired, sweaty mules Ms BB came ridin into our midst.


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




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

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04/15/2015 06:42.01 PM Report This Comment  
  Hi Tango
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

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04/13/2015 07:06.00 AM Report This Comment  
  Hi Tango
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

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04/12/2015 06:54.51 PM Report This Comment  
  Hi Tango
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

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04/11/2015 09:51.45 AM Report This Comment  
  Hi Tango
Hi fellow adventurers, Mikey D here with our Friday post on the trek across the USA with our special cargo. With BC actin' funny again, I sure hope we make it there safely. With Sweetpepper and Kacey's message about Black Bart, the whole future sure looks dark and ominous. Many of ya will recall Black Bart and his gang of thugs from our Cattle Drive last year. HE sure tried his darnedest to side-swipe us cow-birdies, but thanks to Jenny-Lynn and her group of scouts, his plans were squashed like a bug, and the cattle arrived safely in Wyoming.
"Kacey, can ya please go round up the Drivers and Carporals, we best be havin' us a meetin' and make some plans so's we can make it to California safe and sound."
"Sure Boss, be right back." Kacey races off to gather everybirdie for the meeting, while Mikey D paces anxiously. " I wonder what we can do to foil his plans?"
" What's up Boss?" Pearl asks as he and Silver hurry to join him outside the Livery.
"Black Bart" is all Mikey D can reply, as he thinks of a plan for action.
It isn't very long before all have gathered back together, a worried look on every face. A whisper fills the air as the concerned birds try to figure out what's happened.
Mikey D stops suddenly, and jumps onto the back of the nearest wagon so everybirdie can see and hear him better. He looks intently at his friends, he feels a sense of happiness to be with such brave, heroic birds, when faced with such a big problem as Black Bart. He shutters, then slowly he begins to explain what Sweetpepper and Kacey's search has exposed.
"Well, I hate to bring us bad news, but indeed bad news it is. Our Night riders, while watchin' over the remuda outside of town have uncovered Black Bart and his gang of hoodlums. The BIRD has sent back word, that Black Bart has set his eyes upon our wagon train and even now is makin' plans to ambush us along the trail. Accordin' to the BIRD he will attack somewhere between here, in Santa Fe and Abiquiru where we pick up the Old Spanish Trail. If the opportunity fails for him, we will be at his mercy as we begin to travel through hostile and formidable territory." Mikey D stops to allow the news to sink in, before finishing. "we will have to drive hard, every-bird on alert, guns at the ready."
It remains quiet for a few minutes, then a cheer rises from the gathered travelers. " We will beat him at his own game once more!" the BC friends high four one another as they agree to stand together against Black Bart and his thugs, or anybirdie else who might mistakenly think they can steal their precious supplies destined for needy birds in the sunny south-west. Mikey D sighs a relieved sigh as he smiles to himself. These are brave and fearless birds he has along with him on this dangerous trip.
"Ok, let's hitch up and get movin', we want to cover as much distance as possible by sun down.
See ya tomorrow, MIKEY D

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04/10/2015 09:36.47 AM Report This Comment  
  Hi Tango
Howdy partners, Here"s Mikey D with a quick update on our Adventure into the Old West. With the wheel repaired and the team re-hitched we high-tailed it for Santa Fe at a fast trot. Well, fast as we could considerin' the rough road we traveled. With the ruts and rocks that riddled the old El Camino trail, we near shook out our tail feathers. The driver had to sit mighty tight on the Lazy-seat bench or be tossed clear off their wagons. But 'bout dawn we finally saw Santa Fe rising up in the horizon. Let me be tellin' yah, we sure breathed a sigh of relief to see them there wood buildings dotting the view ahead. The Old El Camino Real Trail is today's U.S Route 101, historically the closest to the officially recognized El Camino Real.
"WHOA!" Mikey D yells as he stomps down onto the brake handle causing the mules to slow then stop. Mikey shakes the reins to walk the tired critters towards the water trough outside the feed store. Chuey jumps down and rushes inside, returning in a minute, directing Mikey D to take the teams to the stockyard fence beside the livery where they can be unhitched, rubbed down and cared for. As the teams are set loose, the birds wander through the street, stopping to look in the wooden fronted stores. The wooden sidewalk is a busy place as birds hurry to shop, and pick up needed supplies.
"I'll stand watch over the wagons boss" Bon Bon, and Parker can help too
"Ok, make sure nobirdie gets to close. You never know who might be in town and lookin' for some easy loot. Mikey D tips his Stetson and hurries off to the livery stable.
"Parker, you set up top and keep watch, I'll patrol from down here." Bon Bon instructs, as she shoulders her shot-gun and heads to work. " Flitzer, you stayin' to watch too?"
"Yes madam," Flitzer, pulls his gun and stands guard behind the parked wagons. His eyes watching every movement in the dusty streets. It isn't long before birds begin to wander back to their mounts. Cappy takes one of the horse hitched to the rail and rides back, outta town to the Remuda with several bags of supplies. He returns shortly with Susan and Chipper. They ground hitch their horses and spring down from the saddle, disappearing into the livery where Mikey D is paying the fees for the food and care the mules had received.
Mikey D reappears quickly, a worried expression on his face. He finds Sugar and Finnegan, the heads of Security and quickly relates the information he'd received from Chipper and Susan.
"Kacey and Sweetpepper, riding watch had found traces of several horses crossing their path, heading due west of Santa Fe. They'd followed for a short while, and came across signs that it was Black-Bart and his gang, following closely on their heels. As they made the crest of a hill, THE BIRD, had appeared from the shadows, to pass word that Black-Bart had his mind set on taking not only the wagons, but the mules and remuda too.
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04/09/2015 11:15.44 AM Report This Comment  
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Howdy all, Mikey D here on the El Camino trail heading towards Santa Fe. We've been side-swiped by our first accident along the trail. The rutted dusty road has cost us a broken wheel on the wagon bein' driven by Buddy and Pedro. Thankfully no birdie was injured, but the delay put us behind in our attempt to reach the city last evenin'. When birds hit the old trails these break downs of wagons and gear weren't uncommon, and put bird against nature to the test many a time. Thankfully we had loaded a few extra wheels into the supply wagon. The wagon was built with its floor curved upward to prevent the contents from tipping and shifting. It could carry up to 12,000 pounds (5,400 kg) of cargo. The seams in the body of the wagon were stuffed with tar to protect them from leaking while crossing rivers. Also for protection against bad weather, stretched across the wagon was a tough, white canvas cover. The frame and suspension were made of wood, and the wheels were often iron-rimmed for greater durability. Water barrels were built on the side of the wagon, toolboxes held tools needed for repair, and a feed box on the back of the wagon was used to feed the mules. The early freight wagon was not intended to be ridden upon. The wagon had a break handle on the left side between the two wheels and a teamster either walked beside the wagon or could ride standing (and could sit for a rough ride) on a pull-out board, called a lazy board, that provided access to the break handle. The left mule near the wagon is referred to as the wheel horse and was sometimes ridden. The Prairie Schooner wagon began the "driving" on the right-hand side of the road.
Hitching a pair of mules to the side of the wagon, we set it up onto an old stump we'd rolled over to brace the wagon while we replaced the broken wheel.
"Ok everybirdie, PUSHHHH" Mikey D calls out, as every wing offers help to set the wagon up on the stump. " Careful, watch your wing tips."
"Ok Boss, we gotter in place" Kiddo calls as the wagon settles onto the make-shift support. Sky and Kaji climb onto the supply wagon, and pull the new wheel out onto the ground. Raffi grabs it and begins to roll it over to the waiting group. Gus and Jesse run to give a wing to Raffi as they guide it to the place it's needed. Dixie, Silver and Cappy grab one side of the heavy, awkward wheel, while Sky and Raffi lift the other. Kaji and Lizzie push it onto the central axle as Kiddo swings the heavy hammer to knock it on tightly. With the wheel finally centered, and the pins replaced, the wagon is once more lifted by mule power to remove the stump. Wiping dust and sweat from their brows, the birds look at the sun, " four hours, not bad. I am surprised it went on so quickly." Mikey D exclaims relieved that they can once more hitch up and move along the trail. A broken wheel on the frontier left travelers subject to all kinds of danger.

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04/08/2015 10:16.36 AM Report This Comment  
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Howdy all, Mikey D here, on the Old Spanish Trail as we head towards sunny California. At the short stop over for rest Norman comes quietly to Mikey D who is sitting by the warm fire, sipping some of Lizzies coffee.
"Boss, there's a short-cut to Santa Fe. If we cut off ahead an' take the El Camino Real Trail, we'll cut off a day's drive then we can head back over to the California Real Trail to San Diego. We might even miss Black Bart by foolin' that scoundrel."
Mikey thinks for a long moment then rubbing his beak, " We'll do it. Ya know the way buddy?"
"Nope, but it won't be difficult to locate the turn. There's markers up pointin' the way."

Mikey D heads off to talk to the drivers, wakin' them up for a brief discussion of the change of route. Before long, everybirdie is made aware of the change and Bon Bon who had ridden in to pass the "all clear" message, has headed off to get Finnegan and Sugar and the Beakerton Agents moving off towards the El Camino. As the very faint light of dawn touches the sky, the teams are already hitched, and shifting anxiously in their traces.Mikey D jumps up onto his bench, taking the reins in wing and with a shout and a crack of the whip over their back into the air, the mules lean into their harnesses, and the wagon train is on the road once more. After a quick three miles, the El Camino turn appears ahead, and Mikey D directs his team to switch routes. The road is a simply dirt trail, and perhaps in places no more than a footpath. Heavily used by cattle herds it is pitted with ruts and turned up sod, making for a very jerky and rough drive.
Norman rides up to speak to Mikey D in the lead wagon. " Boss, I'm riding ahead some to check the road". With a tip of the hat, and a spur to his mount, he trots off over the hills ahead. Mikey D watches Norman disappear and wipes the sweat and dust from his face. Just as he clicks to get the team moving a little faster, he hears a loud scream and a crack, that echos like thunder. Pulling back on the reins, he stomps down on the wooden brake stick to bring his team to a halt. Once stopped he ties the reins to the bench and springs down as fast as he can move.
"What happened?" he yells as he hurries back among the stopped wagons. Then he sees it. the fifth wagon has tipped to the side, dumping cargo and supplies on the ground. He rushes to check that Buddy and Pedro are ok. Seeing them working to unhitch the team he races to offer help. Sky and Cappy also hurry to their aid. " What happened?" Mikey D asks bewildered. Then he sees it. The right rear wheel is split into pieces, causing the wagon to tip over. "Thank goodness you both are ok."
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04/07/2015 11:40.38 AM Report This Comment  
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Hello everybirdie, Mikey D here with today's update on our Mission to deliver supplies to California. Mule trains were the norm in the early to late 1800s. Due to their sturdy, rugged nature, and incredible intelligence mules became extremely popular as farmers, freighters and cartage companies began to see their incredible worth and value. Unlike horses or oxen who required large pasturing and tired easily, the Mule, could work long, grueling hours in dry, sparse areas and tended to do very well with less or poor quality water. Not saying that they could survive indefinitely under these conditions. Mules are stockier, more muscular and have powerful front structures better adapted to weight pulling, making them able to bear up to four-times the weight that a horse can.
Mules are less temperamental than horses and easier to train for any type of work. Mule's skin is harder and tougher. It can withstand extreme temperatures better than a horse and can go longer without water. It has harder hooves and is more sure footed on rocky terrain. A mule needs only 4-5 hours of sleep a day and goes just over 3 mph or about 50 miles in a day. So it is easy to see why stealing mules became a priority to "highway-men" thieves who preyed on wagon trains and lone riders. The mules often fetchin' them more cash, then the contents they carried in the wagons.
Some of histories famous Highwaymen included, James Ford, Ford's Ferry Gang, river pirates and highway robbers. Robert H "Three-fingered" Birch, Birch Banditti of the Prairies, and The Prairie Bandits Gang, famous for attacking wagon trains belonging to freighting companies. The American West was filled with legend and adventure, as up-right, honest men turned to a life of robbery and killing. Raiding the trains of wagons being an "easy" income for the ruthless. It became a necessity early into the 1800s to employ Security Agents for protection, and all drivers and Carporals worked with a long-riffle at hands reach. One of the most famous Security Companies was founded in 1850 by Allan Pinkerton, who started the Pinkerton National Detective Agency. As robbery along the various trails ran ramped, agents were hired by freight companies to give protection along the routes. In certain situations the US Army Calvary was sent to ride escort with the cargo wagons to their destination. Shipments of gold, ammunition and other precious cargo, such as the first ice-boxes ( refrigeration units) heading to California were watched over by soldiers lest they be stolen mid-trip.
The wagons and teams would be on the trail for twenty-hours a day with only two brief stops for food, and rest for the mules and teamsters. They needed to make Santa FE by sundown Tuesday, and over 140 miles left to cover, there was no other choice. As Mikey D talks to the drivers he smiles to himself. They are ready and willing to make the push to cover the distance ahead." What a great group" he says " see ya tomorrow, MIKEY D

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04/06/2015 09:01.36 AM Report This Comment  
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There is a pleasure in the pathless woods
There is a rapture on the lonely shore
There is society, where none intrudes
By the deep sea, and music in its roar:
I love not man the less, but Nature more,
From these our interviews, in which I steal
From all I may be, or have been before,
To mingle with the Universe, and feel
What I can ne'er express, yet cannot all conceal. -

HAPPY EASTER

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04/05/2015 06:16.56 PM Report This Comment  
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Happy Easter to all our BC friends and families. Hope each of you have a very special day today, as we celebrate the Risen Savior. Easter is always a special time, as it also heralds in the spring, with sun, greening grass and the birth of flowers long dormant under the snow.
The wagons arrive at the camp, Kaji and Lizzie and their helpers have set up along side a clear running river. The perfect spot to graze the herd, and fill up on some of Kaji and Lizzie's awesome grub. Kaji takes a look at the beef that is simmering over the fire. It smells heavenly. Lizzie is busy making sure the bread is rising, and she pauses to stir the first pot of beans.
"I know those birdies are gonna be super hungry when they pull in" she says to Kaji. "And we will have a feast for them, that is for sure! "
Kaji nods, and checks the next fire with even more beef."Yup," he thinks to himself. "Can't wait to sink my beak in some of this!"
The smell of beef and bakin' bread fills the air, making beaks water as the drivers and Carporals tend to their charges. The mules remain hitched to their wagons, a feed-bag placed over their long satiny nuzzles filled with oats, barley and a little molasses for extra energy. The remuda is corralled quickly within the make-shift fences. The air is grey with the dust stirred by the one hundred sweaty mules. Though Pearl and Silver had never worked with mules before they are eggspert with horses so they were quick to adjust to the team on wagon #2. Kiddo and Pookie arrive last, in wagon number ten. They quickly tend the team, before rushing to the river for a long, cool drink of clean water. Driving the last wagon is tough work, the dust stirred by the previous ones making it difficult to see and breath.
As the Hungry cowbirds and teamsters dive into the hot meal, Miss Ronnie, Lucy Blue and Lizzie dish out baskets of fresh, baked bread and butter to the camp. Timmy and Toby ride into the camp with Susan to bring word from the Beakerton Security Agents that the trail ahead looks great, clear of fallen trees and no signs of troubles layin' in wait. Picking up a basket of hot bee, beans and bread, they gallop back down the trails. Apache and Finnegan standing watch on a hill top, see their riders comin' and begin to work their way back into the camp they'd set up earlier.
Pulling an old map out of a leather bag, Mikey D rolls it out onto the ground, studying the land shown ahead. His hopes is to reach Santa Fe by mid day Tuesday, to pick up the original Old Spanish Trail to California. To succeed will mean drivin' late into the night, sleepin' for a few hours of shut-eye then movin on again. It's gonna be difficult for the newly trained teamsters, workin mules for twenty hours a day is tough business for anyone, but these newly trained drivers will be pushed to their limits to keep that hurried pace. Sighing he packs up the map and begins to wander from team to team explaining the plan.
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04/05/2015 07:39.37 AM Report This Comment  
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YEEEEEHAWWWWW, we're headin' on out today. The wagons are packed, the loads tied down securely in the beds of the Schooners. The sound of bawling cattle can be heard from outside the city of San Antoine. The dusty roads now turned to thick sticky mud after the heavy rains overnight. With the crack of whips, the stocky mules fall into place on their line-ups as traces are fixed into place,and lines are double checked.
Chipper and Moggie ride into the midst of the wagons looking for Mikey D. "BOSS, we're all set to get movin"" they tip their stetson's and spin their horses to race back to the herd of mules, horses and cattle waiting to fall into place in the wagon train to California.
"SPOT!" Cookie yells out from his wagon. "Getta move on, we're set to move out" Spot grabs one final bag of grain and tosses it into the back of the wagon, food for the mules ont he trail"
"Ready," Spot leaps into t e driver's seat and pulls the reins free of the brake. Cookie, steps onto the long wooden handle, keepin' the team from startin too soon."
"OK, Let's go, mover on out" Mikey D yells, lettin' out a sharp whistle, followed by the crack of his whip into the air. The ten mules lean forward intot heir harnesses and the heavily loaded wagon lurches forward. 7000lb for cargo begins it's slow trip towards the southwest. The other wagons start to pull up into line, leaving the distance of two wagon lengthens between each one. Outside of town Pedro yells out to stop for a moment. The others tramp down onto their wagon's brake, as Buddy the driver pulls back on the lead traces with all his might, stoppin' the head-strong animals from continuing. Pedro jumps down, running out in front of the team, grabbing the lead mules by the head gear.
Finally stopping, he runs towards the rear pair of mules, and points to a damaged coupling. He works on it quickly, and leaps back onto the wagon bench beside Buddy. Buddy stands up, using his wing to show he's ready to move onwards, he snaps the reins, and the wagon starts to roll again.
As the final wagon leaves the city, the remuda is gathered up close, and started off following up in the rear. Chipper, and Susan race after a few stray steers, moving them back into the herd. The herd walks along calmly, the out riders keeping them bunched up and moving slowly. Kaji and Lizzie had started ahead the evening before, accompanied by Bon Bon and Parker, Beakerton Security Agents to set up the mid day stop over and get the grub cookin' before the heavily laden wagons arrive. The wagons creak and rumble as they travel along the muddy ground. The sun rises hot, drying the road quickly into a cloud of heavy dust. The smell of sweaty animals and dust hanging thick as fog as the BC team covers the first ten miles of territory.
The dust cloud shows on the horizon a good hour before Kaji and Bon Bon and the others see any signs of the convoy of wagons cresting a distant hill top.
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04/04/2015 10:45.19 AM Report This Comment  
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Hello, Mikey D here with our Good Friday BOTM post. May you each have a wondrous, and blessed Easter weekend, and enjoy the blessing of family and friends. As preparations continue for our departure I must warn ya all that things will be tough out on the trail. Mules are rugged, strong and determined, but at times can be stubborn. Now some might say that Mules aren't actually stubborn, rather head strong and set on doing things their way.
Before we head out we need at least two more teams to bird-wagons. The Carporal is required to care for the team, to harness them in the mornin' and release the team into the pasture corral in the evening. He or she also makes sure each mule is healthy, checkin' for hoof damage etc daily. The driver is going to do just that, drive the teams on the trail. Drivers work from two positions depending on the terrain and pace the train is moving. On rough, steep or dangerous parts of the trail, the Driver sits on the lead reins between the two rear mules for better control of the animals. On flat, safer ground the driver can sit up on the wagon bench and control the team from there. Driving can be dangerous at times, especially descending steep embankments to rivers and down hills. The Corporal is called upon to " ride-the-brake" in these precarious positions to slow the wagon and teams downward movement.
We will also be moving one hundred head of cattle and extra mules along the trail to California with us, so riders are needed to keep watch over them day and night. Because of the valuable nature of our cargo Finnegan and his Beakerton Security Company agents will ride along for protection. " Blackbart has been kickin' up trouble along the trail lately, and we don't want to get caught unprepared so polish them guns and saddle up your trusty mounts, we move out at day break"
In a separate post I will post on MY page the list of drivers and carporals, as well as the security agents so we know who is taking charge of which wagon and team of ten mules. Remember you can still be added to a position but some have already signed up so it'll make it easier for us to get on our way with some organizin'. I trust you will enjoy our interactive adventure this month as we learn a little American History, and deliver the load of Nutri-berries and treats to our feathered friends on the Southwestern coast.
"Kaji, I see you and Miss Lizzie have all the provisions loaded up and ready to go" Mikey D exclaims happy to see things fallin' together so quickly.
" Yes sir Boss, we have everythin' ready for sun-up' Kaji replies with the tip of his stetson hat.
"We better check that we have a few extra crates of shoot on board, just in case we gonna need be usin' it" Mikey D adds before heading into the General Store to secure more ammunition.
Finnegan hurries across the dusty road from the hotel, " Mr Mikey D, our agents are ready to move out.
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04/03/2015 11:04.00 AM Report This Comment  
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Hello everybirdie, Mikey D here with today's BOTM post. I am happy to see so many of you have already got your bags packed, and your trusty steed saddled up and ready to go. It's going to be a difficult, sometimes grueling month getting these precious Nutri-berries and Birdie Treats across hostile and dangerous ground to those hungry beaks in California. We begin our journey from San Antonio.
This whole Adventure began when I received a message by Telegraph asking for my assistance to move ten wagons filled with a treasure more valuable then gold. I knew it was dangerous, but with the help from my BC friends, we'd safely reach our final destination. After your awesome Cattle Drive experience the BC cowbirdies had become expert horse-birds, bulls-eye gun-birds, and well, I just knew we could handle this job. Blackbart, that dirty scoundrel had disappeared from the West for a short time, to reappear robbing the wagons en-route to California. Now for a little history of the trail we will be using.
The Old Spanish Trail was primarily a horse and mule route linking the Southern States to the Pueblo of Los Angeles (changed to San Gabriel by the Spanish). The trail evolved from a network of indigenous trade routes and exploratory routes that crossed the modern states of Texas, New Mexico, Colorado, Utah, Arizona, Nevada, and California. Forged in 1829 by Hispanic traders, the Old Spanish Trail was the first successful Hispano trading effort. This overland trail linked the burgeoning ranch economy of the pacific communities to pastoral villages of the inter-mountain Southwest. In the early 1800s, the Old Spanish Trail was a vital economic trade route that linked the South and California. The trail symbolized much more than just a line on a map; it became a conduit for change throughout the vast, arid, expanse of the American Southwest. Its origin did not owe allegiance to nationalism for the trail was neither Spanish, Mexican, nor American.
After the civil war the "Prairie Schooner" was introduced. Usually painted blue with white canvas tops that were said to resemble sails from a distance. The wagons were built for hard use over tough terrain. Unloaded, they weighed 4,000 pounds. They had five feet ten inch diameter spoked rear wheels and four feet ten inch front wheels both with thick, wide, iron tires. The beds were twenty-four feet long and four feet six inches wide with sides that were five and a half feet high.
The Beakerton Security Company will ride with us for protection. We will need twenty strong birds to bird these wagons in pairs. Each wagon has one driver and one Carporal, together these birds are known as Teamsters.
Once we have our teamsters in place we'll head out at dawn for a month of fun, and serious challenges.
See ya tomorrow
Mikey D

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04/02/2015 08:41.48 AM Report This Comment  
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Hello everybirdie, Mikey D here to introduce myself to you and our upcoming BOTM campaign. Most of our BC family will remember my beautiful wife-bird Chuey and her BOTM Cattle Drive. After giving my campaign greyt thought I have decided to step back into the history of the United States. It was made easier for me when I recently received a message that the Beakerton Security Company asking for help with a special, secret mission.
It appears that that rascal Black Bart has popped his head back up this time robbing stagecoaches and wagon trains owned by the Beakerton Security Company. Our mission is to take a special load of Parrot Treats from Texas to the sunny state of California by Mule Train. The convoy of wagons will leave Texas and travel through some mighty dangerous, formidable territory. That is where you come in. i need your help in driving these ornery sometimes stubborn long-eared mules, in driving our herd of cattle and replacement horses and mules, and most of all guarding our precious cargo of Nutri-berries and other treats safely to those hungry beaks in California.
Most of you have your saddle horse already, so you'll "ole need be catchin' it up, and pack your saddle bags fer our "Wild West Adventure." Might I add you'd best be polishin' yer guns too, with Black Bart and his band of dirty low-down scoundrels on the lamb you just might be needing it pretty soon.
Now for a wee bit of history on the Wagon Trains of the USA.
By 1836 when Texas gained its independence San Antonio's population had fallen from a peak of around six thousand in 1800 to under one thousand. When Texas became a state in 1845, two very important factors revitalized the city and the surrounding area. The US Army arrived and soon established a series of ten forts to the west of the city, and the second influence was the US Postal Service who began the slow process of building roads across the state into adjoining states.
Mules had advantages over both oxen and horses. Bred from a female horse and a male donkey, the animals were about half way in size between the two. They were strong and sure footed. They lacked the free spirited nature of horses and were, indeed, creatures of habit. A good CAPORAL, the name given to the person in any wagon train in charge of the animals, had only to crack his whip in the morning for the mules to line up not only in front of its assigned wagon but even its assigned place within the team, which could consist of between six and eight animals. Unlike oxen, they did not rely entirely on foraging for the food but had to be fed from foldaway troughs at regular intervals. Their skin could withstand a lot of chafing from pulling heavy loads but was not water proof. They did have one huge disadvantage over oxen. The Oxen interested thieves not at all while mules were highly prized plunder.
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04/01/2015 06:54.45 AM Report This Comment  
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HELPING NESTING BIRDS WITH FOOD

The plants in your neighborhood can be a big help to nesting birds! Grasses and weeds might be used to build the nest, and having varied habitat in your yard or local park is really important for birds to be able to nest and reproduce successfully, since some birds like to build in bushes, some in small trees, some near the water, some on the ground, some in tall trees, and so on.
Many plants and flowers provide fruit that birds use to feed themselves and their babies. Cedar Waxwings, for example, nest much later in the summer than other birds because they like to eat fruit, and it is more likely that fruit will be ripe later in summer.

All birds need water, both to drink and to keep themselves clean. If you put a birdbath, or even a small shallow container of water, out in your yard, you will probably attract birds! Keep it clean and provide some small stones for them to perch on so they don’t get into deep water.
When female birds are laying eggs, they need more calcium to create strong shells that will protect their young. What’s the best source of calcium? Broken-up eggshells from the eggs in your refrigerator work just fine! After rinsing any yolk residue out of the shells, crush them in a tray and see if the birds come pick them up and carry them away. Some birds use clay or grit to obtain their calcium from their natural environment. Birds also like to collect feathers to line their nests, so you can start a collection of feathers you’ve found outdoors and put them all out one day to watch them get carried away for re-use!
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03/21/2015 11:15.17 AM Report This Comment  
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FIRST DAY OF SPRING: its snowing at our house
A sure signs that spring is on the way is the return of the migratory birds. : One morning, the bushes and trees around you are suddenly filled with singing birds that were not there just the day before. They have arrived during the night, following a combination of celestial (by the stars) and magnetic cues that are part of their genetic heritage.
These birds may have flown thousands of miles to reach your yard, after spending the North American winter in Mexico, Central America, or South America, where the days remain warm and food is plentiful during our cold season.Many of the birds we consider "our birds," in north america, actually spend less than half of their lives here. They move north as the snow melts and raise young on the plentiful supplies of insects that are abundant only during the long warm days of our late spring and summer. At the end of the breeding season, usually in late summer or fall, they move south again, most of them following only their instincts to reach the traditional "winter" home of their species.

The spring migration, for each species is a specific, optimal time when the birds need to arrive in their breeding areas. The strongest males arrive first and stake out the prime territories, often in the same location where they nested the previous year. When females arrive, they select the males that occupy the best habitats for raising young. The pair must then construct a nest, incubate eggs, and raise their brood in the short period before it is time to start the journey back to the wintering range.

In the last 20 years, many species are arriving earlier, and a significant number of species are also shifting farther to the north. Why? Scientists now believe that climate change caused by the buildup of greenhouse gases is disrupting the timing of migration and sending some species farther north in search of insects.
There has been an alarming decline in the populations of many migratory bird species. This is a result of several converging factors. Species that depend on unbroken forests in their North American breeding range are suffering because of forest fragmentation. The same species face additional threats south of the U.S. border, where logging and slash-and-burn agriculture are rapidly destroying thousands of acres of their habitats each day. Much research has focused on the lives these birds lead during their stay to the south , how they interact with nonmigratory resident species and how the habitat changes taking place in southern forests might affect the migrants.
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03/20/2015 10:30.53 AM Report This Comment  
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What Can We Do to Save the Bees?
1) Garden Organically – Honeybees are very susceptible to pesticides and insecticides. In your own yard, choose organic means of pest control rather than toxic chemicals. Use companion planting techniques and disease-resistant seed varieties to reduce the need to spray more potent compounds in your garden or landscape.
2) Avoid Neonicotonoids that treat the seed before it’s planted. They essentially render the entire plant that grows out of that seed toxic to whatever insect feeds on it. Do not buy seeds treated with neonics, or plants that have been cultivated from them and encourage the garden centers not even to carry them.
3) Avoid Insecticidal Dusts – When bees collect pollen or nectar from a plant dusted with insecticide, they carry the insecticide back to the hive, where it can cause serious bee kills within the hive for many months. If you must apply insecticides, do so in the late evening or very early morning when fewer bees will be foraging, and when it is not windy.
4) Support Local Beekeepers who are on the front lines of keeping honey bees alive. Support their efforts to reduce pesticide spraying. The drift from the spray can infiltrate their beehives and kill off the bees.
5) Provide Water – Bees need lots of fresh, clean, unpolluted water to help them make their honey. Is there room in your yard or patio to add a small pond with a fountain or water filter to keep the water moving while providing lots to drink for the bees?
6) Urge the U.S. EPA to Test Pesticides That Could Be Causing Bees to Die Off
7) Plant A Variety of Blooming Plants – that bloom at different times of the spring summer and fall to provide a steady source of pollen. Native plants like purple coneflower (Echinacea) and Chokecherry can be ideal.
8) Encourage your neighbors to care for trees, flowers and bushes organically. Identify fields that your city or town can leave unmowed so that bees and other insects can feed on the pollen and nectar that will be available from weeds left to grow wild. Testify about the importance of protecting bees at your local city council or town hall meetings.
9) Buy Honey From Local Beekeepers –! You can find it online, at farmers markets and in natural and whole foods stores.
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03/19/2015 11:25.00 AM Report This Comment  
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Honeybees do more than make honey. 100 crop species which provide 90% of food worldwide are bee-pollinated. Almost every food you eat exists because bees pollinated the plant they came from. Honeybees populations are dying out in alarming numbers. Since 2006, 10 million beehives, worth an estimated $2 billion, have been lost .Scientists and beekeepers have several theories about why honeybees are dying off.
1) Bees live in colonies, with one queen and many drones and worker bees. During winter, the queen lays eggs within each cell inside a honeycomb. Fertilized eggs hatch into females that become the worker bees. Their job is to forage for food and take care of the colony. Unfertilized eggs become drones or honey bee males. For any colony to survive, the queen must lay fertilized eggs and those eggs must become worker bees. There is only one queen per colony. She mates once, but it counts when she does, as normally she collects more than 5 million sperm, enough so she can fertilize eggs throughout her life. When a queen can no longer lay eggs, new queens become responsible for mating and laying honey bee eggs. One theory behind the collapse of honeybee colonies is that the queen is not getting enough sperm from the male bee that she mates with. Another theory is that the queen is dying earlier than usual, which means she has less time to fertilize eggs. fewer fertilized eggs give rise to fewer worker bees that can help maintain the bee colony. If the queen dies out and is not replaced by a new queen, the hive will die out.
2) Many bee hives have been found to be infected by a tiny parasite called a varroa mite are wreaking havoc on bee colonies. The mites suck fluid from bees’ bodies, making the bees weak and compromising their immune systems. The mites also pass along viruses that can paralyze the bees. It is hard to kill off the mites without harming the bees
3)–, bees need food and water to survive. In their case, food comes from the pollen they collect from a variety of fruits, vegetables, and trees. They also need unpolluted water sources. Urban sprawl and industrial development are taking the place of fields that used to provide the plant variety that kept bees thriving. regions suffering from drought, annual flowers aren’t blooming and perennials aren’t producing as much nectar.
4)Neonicotonoids – is a systemic pesticide. It’s not sprayed on plants. Instead, seeds are treated with the chemical. As the plant grows, the pesticide infuses its plant tissue. If a bee nibbles on a plant grown from neonic-treated seed, it could be lethal.TOMORROW: HOW WE CAN HELP THE BEES
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03/18/2015 10:46.55 AM Report This Comment  
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HAPPY ST PADDYS DAY
if you wear, eat or drink anything green you will have good luck. anyone not wearing green must be pinched

four leaf clovers are lucky because they protect from witchcraft. if you cross poison ivy with a four leaf clover you will have a rash of good luck.

A bird stumbles up to the only other patron in a bar and asks if he could buy him a drink.
"Why of course," comes the reply.
The first bird asks: "Where are you from?"
"I'm from Ireland," replies the second bird.
The first bird responds: "You don't say, I'm from Ireland too! Let's have another round to Ireland."
"Of Course," replies the second bird.
Curious, the first bird then asks: "Where in Ireland are you from?"
"Dublin," comes the reply.
"I can't believe it," says the first bird.
"I'm from Dublin too! Let's have another drink to Dublin."
"Of course," replies the second .
Curiosity again strikes and the first bird asks:
"What school did you go to?"
"Saint Mary's," replies the second bird.
"I graduated in '62."
"This is unbelievable!" the first bird says.
"I went to Saint Mary's and I graduated in '62, too!"
About that time in comes one of the regulars and sits down at the bar. and asks "whats up"
"Nothing much," replies the bartender. "The O'Birdy twins are drunk again."

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03/17/2015 09:16.40 AM Report This Comment  
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The Prairie Chicken is one of americas best dancers and their courtship performance is the sort nature documentaries love to feature.

Prairie chickens are native birds of North America. There are two kinds of prairie chicken, and both are chunky, brown, chicken-like prairie natives. The Greater Prairie-Chicken is the larger of the two varieties and has a broader range, encompassing eleven Midwestern and Plains states. Greater Prairie-Chickens prefer tallgrass prairies, Lesser Prairie-Chickens choose a shortgrass prairie habitat. Once rather widespread, Lesser Prairie-Chickens now exist only in northern Texas, western Oklahoma, southwestern Kansas, and southeastern Colorado.the Greater and Lesser have suffered catastrophic decline due to loss of habitat.

Prairie chickens are called arena birds because of the males tendencyto pick out a special area, or arena, in which to display for interested females. The male prairie chickens arrive at their arenas just before sunrise. The arenas, also called leks, look no different to humans than the rest of the prairie — that is, until a female or two glides or struts onto the scene, and the males start trying to impress.Bending forward and raising their tail feathers and the special dark feathers near their heads, the male prairie chickens then inflate the air sacs along their throats (orange in the Greater and pink or purplish in the Lesser). From these sacs the birds let out great booming calls, which resonate across the early morning prairie lands. “Ooo-loo-loo, ohh-loo-loo” echoes from all around as the suitors serenade females. Sounds is similar to an amplified sound of blowing across the top of an empty bottle. To top off the performance, the anxious males rapidly stamp the ground as they call, thus creating a strange song-and-dance routine.
It’s quite a site and puts most other courting rituals,to shame.
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03/16/2015 03:44.05 PM Report This Comment  
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Beware the Ides of March.

Caesar, as he passed the soothsayer on his way to the senate chambers, mocked and called Spurinna a false prophet- for the Ides of March had come to pass and he remained unscathed. But the prophet warned that though it had indeed come, it had not passed. Then Caesar, entering the senate conclave, headlong into the hands of fate did violently perish.
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The Kingbird's Omen

A king-bird flew in Pompey’s Hall
Pursued by others from the grove
With laurel sprig in hand it strove
To hard elude the brawl

But overcome by violence wide
It fell the victim of its foes
And as they there in triumph rose
On purple floors it died

These symbols in Spurinna stirred
And warnings out to Caesar went
But fruitless was the message sent
The omen went unheard

Then there he was near Pompey’s Hall
Pursued by fate and too by Jove
And as he toward the senate strove
There Caesar met his fall

For overcome by violence wide
He fell the victim of his foes
And as they there in triumph rose
On scarlet floors he died

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03/15/2015 10:21.01 AM Report This Comment  
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The Red-capped Manakin (Pipra mentalis), aka theRed-capped Manakin Moonwalking Bird is an amazing little bird. Its famous moonwalking behavior captured on film and an all-time favorite bird video.

Manakins are sparrow-sized birds that live in tropical forests in South and Central America. Males perform elaborate courtship displays to impress females. Included in its repertoire is Michael Jackson's moonwalk. Or does Michael Jackson do the manakin moonwalk? Maybe he stole it from the birds! Even people who aren't into birding are amazed by the "moonwalking bird". The film is just slowed-down videography caught on special high-speed cameras. This advanced camera can capture a few seconds of action at up to 1,000 frames per second. So what you are seeing in the video is not real-time. The high-speed film also helped to explain how the manakins made all the weird buzzes and other noises when displaying. It's produced not vocally, but rather by the vibration of their wing tips. They actually move faster than a hummingbird's wings!

Check out the videos on U-Tube. type in manakin doing moon walk or michael jackson dancing bird.
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03/14/2015 12:42.35 PM Report This Comment  
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In honor of Friday the 13th, here are 13 bird superstitions

1. If a bird poops on your head it is a sign of good luck.
2. Don’t become a sailor if you kill an albatross, as superstition states you will get lost at sea (we just think you shouldn’t on principle).
3. It is good luck if a blackbird makes a nest on your house.
4. If you see 5 crows, sickness will follow; see 6 crows and death will follow.
5. To avoid bad luck tip your hat if you see a magpie.
6. Whatever you do to a robin will happen to you, so be nice!
7. It is bad luck to see an owl during the day.
8. A kingfisher is a very lucky bird.
9. Three seagulls flying together, directly overhead, are a warning of death soon to come.
10. Sparrows carry the souls of the dead, it’s unlucky to kill one (again, we think killing any birds is wrong).
11. When a swan lays its head and neck back over its body during the daytime it means a storm is coming.
12. Having a wren around will prevent one from drowning.
13. A bird that flies into a house foretells an important message. However, if the bird dies, or is white, this foretells death.

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03/13/2015 09:06.17 AM Report This Comment  
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Why Does The Cold Cause Blackbirds To Gather In Large Flocks?
The old saying, “Birds of a feather flock together,” is particularly true among blackbirds in winter.

Though many birds band together during winter, none are as notorious for their flocking behavior as blackbirds, including.red-winged blackbirds, European starlings, common grackles and brown-headed cowbirds.This group of a feather often flock together in the many thousands, sometimes the millions. One winter roost in the Great Dismal Swamp on the Virginia-North Carolina border held an estimated 15 million birds. Flocks in the thousands often roost in urban and suburban areas, where their numbers and their noise make them unpopular among the people living nearby.

Many wonder why birds in general and blackbirds in particular gather in flocks in winter. It is generally believed that there is safety in numbers. With many more eyes and ears to search for food and watch for predators, the chance of an individual bird surviving winter is increased.

There are reports of hawks attacking flocks of flying birds time and again, but failing to capture even one when the prey closed ranks to form a mass that the hawk was unwilling or unable to penetrate without being injured.
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03/12/2015 05:13.55 PM Report This Comment  
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SUBIRDIA: Suburbs are bustling with birds.
10 ways you can help birds and connect with nature.
1. Landowners can increase bird use of their turf by reducing its extent, mowing it less often, and skipping the fertilizers and pesticides. Providing shrubs and trees, especially native species, increases food resources. Thickets, brush piles, rocks, standing dead trees and logs contribute cover from predators and safe nest and roost sites.
2. Keep your cat indoors. Our favorite felines are called “house cats” for a reason. Free-ranging cats kill one in 10 wild birds. Plus, living inside extends the average cat’s life by a decade.
3. Make windows visible to birds.Collision is the second most deadly and preventable threat for urban birds. Obscuring just 5 percent of a large window with artistic etching, frosting or simple striping can help. Or use decals that reflect ultraviolet light, visible to birds but not humans.
4. Do not light the night sky. Use light only when necessary and from as dim a source as possible. Bright bluish light is the most disruptive, soft yellow the least. Face outside lighting downward, not skyward, and especially avoid illumination that shines horizontally.
5. Provide food, water and nest sites. Birds benefit from the provision of nest boxes and preserving dead trees or limbs is the best way to ensure a steady supply of cavities for the species that require them.
6. Do not kill native predators. Subirdia needs the natural checks and balances that predators such as hawks and owls provide. Exercise restraint when applying pesticides. The toxins we use to control insects and rodents are deadly to small birds and mammals.
7. Foster a diversity of habitats around backyard landscapes. Many native plants could be retained if we carved lots carefully from existing vegetation, rather than scraping entire lots bare and replanting them with a standard mix of nursery stock.
8. Make roads safer for wildlife. Creating crossings for reptiles, amphibians and mammals increases biological diversity, which is good for subirdia. Enable natural grasses and shrubs to fill in along road verges and medians, and limit roadside mowing of these sites during nesting season.
9. Ask local planning authorities to ensure functional lconnections between land and water including buffers along waterways, vegetated corridors, golf courses or a series of small parks strung together along an abandoned transportation route.
10. Enjoy and bond with nature where you live, work and play! city residents can suffer environmental amnesia and why it is important to conserve nature in urban settings.
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03/11/2015 05:05.05 PM Report This Comment  
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I am aware that most of us already know this and especially Willies mom but after tomorrows blog you will understand why i have posted this.

Many scientists believe that the demise of the dinosaurs began when an asteroid struck the earth 66 million years ago, near what is now the Mexico's Yucatan Peninsula.

In the nuclear winter-like conditions that followed, some dinosaurs survived, and among them were the early ancestors of birds. These gave rise to what's been called the Big Bang of bird evolution. Birds underwent an extraordinary diversification, over five to 10 million years.

Nearly 95% of the 10,000-plus bird species now flying, swimming, and walking on earth came out of this evolutionary moment.

Recently a huge international research team sequenced the full genomes of 45 birds of diverse lineages. The group used the unprecedented wealth of DNA data to rewrite avian genealogy. Their conclusions were published in December 2014.

One other finding from this prodigious data-crunching: the common ancestor of today’s birds – among them warblers, parrots, woodpeckers, falcons, and owls –T-Rex- was an “apex predator.” A top-of-the-food-chain carnivore.

So even a seed-eating cardinal has something like T. Rex in its family tree.

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03/09/2015 01:47.19 PM Report This Comment  
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It’s a distressing but all to common sight on winter days at this time of the year to see hawks attacking and eating birds at bird feeders. The typical scenario is a flock of songbirds quietly eating at feeders, when all of a sudden, a hawk swoops in and panics the birds into flight. A hawk may capture one of the songbirds in its talons, and then fly to a nearby tree to eat its prey. hawks learn that even if they miss on the first pass, a bird may fly into a window in panic, and make an easy prey on the hawk’s second pass. Many people are shocked at the sight of a hawk eating a songbird.But it is all part of the balance of nature. Hawks have to eat, too, and a bird feeder is the perfect place to find their food. There are two species of hawks responsible for most of the predation on feeder birds: the Cooper’s hawk and the slightly smaller Sharp-shinned hawk. Both have long tails and short wings for pursuing small birds through trees and bushes.latitudes. All hawks are protected by state and federal laws, and cannot be harmed or harassed. the solution is to live with them, as we live with other bird feeder problems, such as fat squirrels

I always scream and warn mom and dad when i see a hawk

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03/08/2015 11:54.53 AM Report This Comment  
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TONIGHT THE TIME SPRINGS FORWARD1 HOUR AND MANY OF US HAVE A HARD TIME ADJUSTING. The early bird catches the worm. Bright eyed and bushy tailed. Early to bed, early to rise, makes a man healthy, wealthy, and wise.

We belong to a culture that prizes morningness and subtly chastises those who like to stay up late and sleep in. whether you’re chirping like a lark at dawn or hooting like an owl at midnight largely comes down to a matter of genetics.

We are more or less divided into morning (LARKS) and night (OWLS) people set by our genes
Our internal clock, circadian rhythm, is reset by light; but even though the dawning of light on the planet happens consistently, our individual clocks don’t run alike from person to person. Hence, larks and owls.If you have a fast clock you like to do things early, and if you have a slow clock you like to do things late.western society is based around daylight-centered productivity, which means night owls get the short end of the stick."Larks" strength tends to stay steady throughout the day – not just peak early – but night owls have peak performance during the evenings.

Which camp of birds do you fall into? REMEMBER "SPRING" YOUR TIME 1 HOUR AHEAD TONIGHT

I HAVE TO GO WAKE UP MOM NOW

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03/07/2015 04:28.22 PM Report This Comment  
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Hi there, it is Jester! How are you doing? I'm doing well. Right now I have a bunch of pin feathers growing in on my chest, and mom is hoping that I won't bother them. but mom gave me a new toy to play with while I'm in here. Mom made me a bunch of fun toys the other night to keep me busy. I love homemade toys! They are so fun to play with, especially when they are filled with treats! Mom is learning how to play the piano, and I really love to listen to her play! Her keyboard is in the same room as my cage, so I love when she comes in and practices. (: Hugs, Jester

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02/17/2015 04:55.31 PM Report This Comment  
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It's freezing rain outside today so no one is traveling far from home. We are getting snow all week long and into the weekend.
I am official toy tester now. I get to destroy or try to all the new toys Momma is getting for the fundraiser. I try out the demos to see how well they hold up with a ZON. It's fun.
I am eggcited about the Milonga in South America. Anything to get out of this yucky snow. I have to go see Dr "Z" again about my other foot. My toes are curled a bit and Momma is concerned. I think I might have hurt it when I broke my other leg but not as badly maybe a sprain. I do NOT like Dr. Z anymore but IF I must I will be good. BUT I won't like it.
I guess I better get flying around BC, some people had troubles today.
BIG HUGS
Sweetie

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02/09/2015 11:59.33 AM Report This Comment  
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How are you today? It's very cold and we have lots of snow here now. It snowed for 4 days straight and is to continue into the weekend as well. Where we live in Canada we do not get a lot of snow normally so other areas have a whole lot more then our 2 feet or so.
It is nice to relax in the castle this month. I plan to hold a special get-together for my friends during this month to celebrate a job-well-done in fighting the poachers and returning baby Armando to his family.
Have a great day my friend.
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02/05/2015 07:25.09 AM Report This Comment  
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Hello BC commando's, Amando here on this final day in the Brazilian Rainforest. We we took a bite out-of-crime, Sugar and Dory watched baby Armando. He was very restless and alert as he listened to the screams and calls of the angry birds. Suddenly he hears a familiar call echoing over the treetops. He replies happily. The calls continue as baby Armando replies over and over again. Captain Finny appears over the edge of the clearing, and there, following close behind are two beautiful adult Blue-fronted Amazons. The three land close to Sugar. Baby Armando stands up as tall as his tiny legs will allow him to and chirps non-stop. A lovely Zon moves closer, chirping softly in reply. The baby gets even more eggcited.
JL and Amando whistle in loud short Zon calls and the attack comes to an end. The birds leave their prisoners lying entangled in the nets and rejoin them near to baby Armando and the two wild Parrots. The wild Zon reaches forward to touch the baby gently, not certain if it is their chick after so long. The baby responds with happy chirps of happiness, "Momma? Poppa? it is me baby Armando."
The two Parrots grin happily and snuggle their stolen offspring to them. "How do we ever thank-you for saving our baby, and freeing our flockmates from the cages those evil poachers had them imprisoned in? Our flock was once very large over 80 adults but the poachers come again and again stealing them away, taking our chicks from our homes. They cut down our nest tree and stole Armando and our two other babies. We now have no home to take Armando to."
Gus speaks up happily, " we have a nest for you. BB built it to trap the poachers but we didn't have to use it. It is solid, and warm and we will put it high into a tree were you and your family will be safe."
The BC Commandos cheer as they watch baby Armando with his Momma and Poppa. The family is so happy to be together once more. "Sadly this is not the true outcome of poaching. Humans can help stop this awful trade in wild-caught Parrots by becoming our voice in the World. By NEVER buying Parrots without bands or documents showing where they originated from. Remember that many wild Parrots are sent to Europe to be shipped back into the USA. Encourage Eco-tourism as an alternative to poaching. HELP US STOP THE UNNECESSARY TRAPPING OF WILD PARROTS THROUGH OUT THE WORLD!"
Remember Paoo, what he suffered because of human greed, and also remember that many former poachers now fight on the other side of the law because of their intimate knowledge of the area and of bird habits, these poachers-turned-rangers are undeniably the most able bird conservationists available.
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01/31/2015 08:25.44 AM Report This Comment  
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Amando here, shhhhhh! We are just preparing to wage an all-out attack on five poachers int he Rainforest of Brazil. Make sure you have your camo hat on, and let's await JL's order to move in!
The Green Angels and Finny have found Armando's Momma and Daddy!! But have warned them that it's not safe to reunite them until we get those poachers. So even though they are very anxious to get their little Armando back, they've agreed to wait and help us. They're up there with the Green Angels and Finny right now in the tree tops tending the nets, ready to cut them down at a moments notice. Their awaiting the signal, but they're really geeked!
Jenny-Lynn and Amando stand on fallen tree limbs, Sky is perched in the tree near to the trap nest box. The Special Forces are standing, beaks ready at the net ropes. Zippy has already begun working on a rope that holds a large webbed net. Suddenly JL and Amando let out a shrill Zon whistle, the signal to begin their attack. The birds begin to chew and tear at the ropes holding the nets in place.
"WE ARE READY TO TAKE DOWN THEM POACHERS AND TEACH THEM A HARD LESSON" Sweetpepper whispers to Kiddo.
With wave of her wing JL leads the BC troops into battle, "we will do what we came here to do, and by the way you have all come together, we shall be invincible!" moving ahead she exclaims, " WE SHALL LEAD FROM THE FRONT! No more stolen parrots, no more needless suffering, are ya with me gang!" Then loudly so the startled poachers hear," Poachers, this is not your day, on this day you pay for your cruelty.'
The startled poachers turn every-which-way trying to see who has spoken. Then out of the jungle, from the sky above come the birds, screaming in anger as they swoop in for the attack. JL and Amando see the Blue-fronts crammed into wire cages and their hatred boils over. Cappy attacks the ring-leader without mercy, biting his hand hard and refusing to let go. The Special forces have the nets freed and as the five cowardly criminals try to run, the net falls entrapping them like they the innocent Parrots they have caught in the past. The air is filled with screams of outrage as the wild Blue-fronts arrive to help. The men scream in fear as bird after bird attacks, biting or pooping on them as they struggle to get free of the nets.
BonBon and Parker are gone to get the jaguars! The cats are very eggsited to help get the poachers! Their kind is also being poached for their fur! The angry jungle cats growl fiercely as they see the poachers flailing in the nets they'd set to trap Parrots. The poachers cry for help, like the Parrots they've captured but no one can hear them. Falco and Jesse free the trapped Zons from their prison, only one is injured from this group. They join in the assault on their enemies.
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01/30/2015 11:33.58 AM Report This Comment  
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Hello to all my Amazon Adventurers, Amando here with an update on events as they unfold in the Tropical Rain forest. Some of asked about those blue-fronted Amazons in the cages in my gallery. That is where our Armandos family will end up if we do not stop those poachers from trapping them for the PET TRADE. I have no doubts we will put a stop to their plans.
BonBon, Boo Boo, Pepper, Angel, Chyna, Polly, Zippy, LA and Dixie sneak off through the undergrowth to get a better look at what the poachers have been working on. Being very careful and quiet they work slowly towards the opening where the Green Angels have observed their enemies devilish work. Taking note of the area, the nets and where each poacher waits, hidden in the trees for the unsuspecting Blue-Fronted Amazon flock to arrive at their feeding grounds. Returning to the others they explain in detail the whole scene. After listen quietly, Cappy's anger grows to a frenzy of temper, "Today would be an eggcellent day to kick some poacher tail feathers." Cappy ruffles his feathers in anticipation and the look in his eyes would scare anybody.
Kaji grins,"Gotta say, Lizzie is so ready to torch those guys if you want her to. More than happy! She could do a slow roast, good fire power control." Lizzie smiles sweetly and puffs a small flame from her mouth to emphasize Kaji's point.
Ipo is more then ready for battle against the poachers. Ipo whips out her sword. "This is getting too much!!" She gets ready to fly when she feels Sophie's wing on her shoulder "this isn't your time, Ipo. We must await the other rescuers. Your turn will come soon. Now put that away." Jenny and Amando consult together with Sky, Cappy and Kaji, then standing on a rock JL clears her voice and begins to outline the plan for attack. "we will sneak up on them. The Special Forces will tend to the nets, cutting them down from the trees. Silver, you and Chuey are in charge of rope chewing, pick helpers and remove every rope you see. The rest of us will wait for the nets to drop and begin our attack. We are going to bite, scratch, chase, net, warm-up ( she grins at Lizzie) those poachers like they have never dreamed possible."
The birds cheer and high 4 one another, "Then we will return Armando to his flock safe and sound. We have to deal with these thieves first. This poaching happens everyday around the world. Innocent Parrots are stolen from nests, their flocks, many die, many suffer untold abuse and neglect just so people can get "cheap" Parrots. ENOUGH!" AMANDO YELLS.
Sky grabs BB's nest box and carries it under his wing as the BC Commando troops move into position. With the help of Elvis, Willie, Oz and Chyna they get the trap high in one of the trees.
"OK TROOPS Let's go get us some poachers" JL calls with determination as they move as one and begin their plot to stop their unsuspecting enemies.
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01/29/2015 11:09.48 AM Report This Comment  
  Hi Commando Tango
Amando here with today's Amazon Adventure update. We have located the flock of wild Blue-Fronted Zons who had been attacked by the same group of poachers earlier this year raiding countless nests for babies. The poachers have been secretly laying nets to trap Armando's flock at their daily feeding grounds just ahead of us. We must move with extreme caution and be on the ready from here on.
Capt. Finny, Chuey, Kallie and Pearl return to the group for a quick briefing. "Since spotting baby Armando's flock, the Green Angels and I have been flying from tree to tree trying to locate his Momma. At the same time we are warning all 38 blue-fronted Amazons of the danger lurking beneath them. We are warning them to stay as high in the tree canopy as possible since the poachers cannot get too high where the branches turn into twigs, and watch out for nets. We told them that we have an entire company of parrots coming to their aid and told them to stay hidden until they hear JL's command to attack. Then they can join in the fun of ripping those poachers to bits and wrapping them in the very nets they had intended for the birds. In the mean time we'll continue our search for his Momma. Only 11 more trees to go..." off they fly to continue their search.
Kiddo whispers to Susan and Polly, " Nothing makes me madder then poachers, and they are just lucky my mom isn't here.."
Kaji tells Amando his idea, "We gotta get to the flock before the poachers do. I still say Lizzie could torch the dirty jerks, no problem. I bet she would scare the living you know what out of those evil people." Amando laughs at the thought.
Sweetpepper plays with baby Armando, she tells Sugar and Dory" It's very sad that 17 babies died. We will give baby Armando back to his parronts and save them from those rotten poachers." Sugar smiles but the anger in her eyes tells it all.
Cori and Boo Boo sigh, we have an idea, "we say lets get rid of these poachers once and for all. ,hey are only doing it because they need money. lets show them something they can do that doesn't harm anything and makes them lots of money, turning their poo into bio fuel." Sky can't help but grin at that thought. Jenny-Lynn nods her head in agreement then suddenly raises her wing for the group to halt, making the "be quiet" sign at the same time. Leaning close to Amando's ear she says, "your plans for Armando's return is a good one, we certainly have the parrot power to succeed! I almost feel sorry for those poacher folks! Somebody will have to hold Cappy back, I think that dude can get violent, LOL!"
They watch Cappy sharpening his beak. Cappy speaks up," if there are 5 poachers then I suggest a two fold trap ... the net and also a deadfall ... a hidden box with a fake nest and bird to attract them poachers in and as soon as they reach for it ...baaam ... the box slams shut ... effectively trapping them and making them vulnerable to our attack. What do you think ."
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Come visit me, jesse, KING Amando, thank-you for February BOTM, Little Angel, Jack,, sarah little bird, Rally and Lacie, angel girl,, Zeena, I'm 18 today!!!!!!!!, SKY, zeke, thank you friends for BOTD, Sky Flock Rainbow Bridge Memorial page, SWEETIE,, Poncho, Thank-you for BOTD everybirdie, casey, broken wings, broken promises & Flynn,.

01/28/2015 07:45.16 AM Report This Comment  
  Hi Tango
Hello Birdie Commandos, Amando here in the sunny Brazilian Rain Forest. We are on our way to intercept baby Armando's flock and reunite him with his Momma. We have been made aware of poacher activities in the clearing up ahead at a frequently used feeding grounds. As we begin our trek across the dense jungle of south America our goal is to stop the poachers and take a BIG bite out of the illegal Parrot trade once and for all. Amando, Jenny-Lynn and Sky move out ahead of the others using their machetes to cut through the vines and growth making a path for the others to follow. " Those paochers are gonna be sorry they messed with us!" JL comments with an angry Zon growl. Calling a halt, the group stops for a brief rest beside a cool stream.
Cappy quickly sharpens his beak and talons before the group heads off again. He wants to make sure he is able to rip and shred flesh easily. Dory and Dixie hang back with little Armando and Dixie quietly plays peek-a-boo with him to take his mind off what's going on. Rudy ... is looking for something to eat again. Finding some avi-cakes to munch on.
"We need to make a plan to catch them cold-handed, and teach them a lesson they won't forget." Jenny comments to the others.
"If we lay the net on the ground and cover it with leaves, maybe they'll get caught and tangled and trip over themselves !" Cookie exclaims determination on his face
"A note to the poachers; "I know who you are, and what you do I shall never forgive you for, ever, YOU BELONG TO ME! My name is Jenny Lynn, and this is the same jungle my mom and dad grew up in, you are dead meat, GAME ON! " She gets an angry look in her eyes as see thinks of all the birds who have lived and died at the hands of poachers, of the thousands, upon thousands who have been stolen away from their homes, families and flocks, of Paoo who was mutilated for the enjoyment of humans to see. THIS IS WAR. We must fight hard, and we must never given in." she yells loudly and is joined by the cheers of agreement from all the others.
Amando climbs up onto a fallen limb, " Our greatest challenge lies before us. Captain Finny and the Green Angels have been doing reconnaissance and have brought back confirmation that there are 5 poachers ahead to the south west. Also they have located the flock from which baby Armando was stolen. There are approximately 38 Blue-fronted Amazons living and nesting not four miles from here. It appears that the same group of thieves raided the nests of fourteen nesting pairs this year taking all but two youngsters from their homes. Three adults were severely injured while attempting to defend their nests from intruders. Very fortunately no adults were killed at that time, but the mortality rate among the stolen chicks was high, out of thirty-three chicks, seventeen died en-route to the village from chilling, dehydration and crowding. We believe baby Armando is one of the survivors of that nest raid."
your pal Amando 226029

Come visit me, jesse, KING Amando, thank-you for February BOTM, Little Angel, Jack,, sarah little bird, Rally and Lacie, angel girl,, Zeena, I'm 18 today!!!!!!!!, SKY, zeke, thank you friends for BOTD, Sky Flock Rainbow Bridge Memorial page, SWEETIE,, Poncho, Thank-you for BOTD everybirdie, casey, broken wings, broken promises & Flynn,.

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