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[va-richmond-general] Out of sadness comes a new beginning
- From: "IE Ries" <FEATHERCHASER@xxxxxxxxxxxx>
- To: "AudubonList" <va-richmond-general@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
- Date: Mon, 10 May 2004 19:22:18 -0400
I am sad to report that one my two remaining birds died on Thursday night.
He'd been battling an increasingly worsening case of chronic sciatica, and died
as I held him in my hands on Thursday night.
A friend and I were down in Norfolk attending the Birds & Blooms birding
festival through the Norfolk Botanical Garden (which I highly recommend), but I
decided it'd be best to come home.
My remaining bird, now all alone, needed time with me, and so I've been taking
her with me all around the house. I attached her play gym to the downstairs
kitchen window so she could watch all the wild birds at the feeders, and she
seems to really enjoy that.
On Friday morning, when I first brought her downstairs to the window, my
resident Catbird (no, I'm not proprietary, ha ha) showed up to select morsels
from the hanging tripod feeder like he always does. Nothing new there...until
he spotted my bird in the window. The Catbird took a bit to position himself
closer to get a good look, singing cheerfully all the while (you know how they
are). All that singing must have gotten Morning Sun's interest, and so she
started to chirp and warble as parakeets will do.
Now, this little sort of meeting went on for several hours all day long; the
Catbird would come and go, each time coming close to inspect this strange new
bird near the feeders. Toward evening, I fell asleep on the couch, exhausted
from being upset over the loss of my other bird, Spring Joy. I woke up from
dozing around 7:20PM and heard Morning Sun over on the kitchen window, warbling
away happily and chirping from her window perch.
And I looked at the coffee table, where I had her little travel cage set up so
she could get food and water, and noticed...that she was sitting on the roof of
it, also napping.
Who was over by the window? The Catbird. In only a matter of hours, that
Catbird had apparently learned how to imitate her voice completely, and was
sitting on one of the feeders, looking in the window, and singing just like my
parakeet. EXACTLY LIKE HER.
Though I was feeling sad and rotten, I had to smile at that, as it seems my
remaining bird has made a curious new friend (and of course, who isn't amused
by the antics of Catbirds?).
Irene in Southside
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