VO5
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Well, I have a yellow legged gull as a friend I call Jimmy, a handsome beast with a wingspan I estimate at 4 feet and beak to tail about 18 inches...
This is a bird I rescued when injured. I found it on the beach crippled by an airgun pellet under its left wing.
So I threw a pullover over it and took it to the vet. The vet was unable to remove the pellet (which is visible in an xray he took) but he explained the bird would recover eventually.
So I took it home and put it in a cardboard box lined with wood shavings and looked after it.
The bird allowed me to stroke its feathers and feed it off a tablespoon but as it began to recover it became somewhat unruly and fierce, trying to peck at my hand when I approached to feed it. Two weeks later the bird disappeared. I was very surprised that it could fly with one dropped wing, but I subsequently caught a glimpse of it two miles away, in the harbour.
A year after the event, SWMBO was hanging out the washing on the terrace upstairs whilst I looked through my binocs at a very interesting gas carrier anchored in the bay, when she remarked that there were two gulls overhead doing strange swoopings and whirls.
I said to her probably they were nesting, or trying to protect chicks.
She went below to prepare lunch. I remained on the terrace.
Suddenly...both the birds descended and landed on the wall 10 feet away. One was bigger than the other.
The bigger one strutted towards me and came very close....really very close...only 2 feet or less...totally without fear, which I at first thought unusual...and just stood there looking at me first with one eye, then the other eye...trying to convey something...
The other one, the smaller one, was very shy, and kept its distance at first. But seeing the example of the bigger one came very close too. It was a fantastic experience with wildlife I had never had before. This visit lasted for a minute or so, and then they both took off.
This was the first contact I had with Jimmy, since I saved him.
Obviously he had spotted me and came to introduce his girlfriend and to express his gratitude.
But for several days following, (because I work from home) I couldn't help but notice this particular seagull kept on flying past my window incessantly to and fro so close the wing tip was 6 inches away from my window pane, and screeching loudly.
The bird was looking for me !
The bird had found out where I lived, isn't that amazing ?
What is even more amazing is that Jimmy now visits every day.
Jimmy arrives every morning at between 10 and 1030.
I feed him by hand and he sits quietly on my balcony watching everything I do, which is amazing because I have a workhorse there on which I do my carpentry, using noisy tools (jigsaw, handsaw) and tools involving movement(smoothing plane, sanding) but none of it frightens him. In fact he takes a very great interest in everything.
Then he flies away.
He returns at 5 pm, very nearly on the dot.
I give him another snack off a plate. He remains there sitting on his tummy until sunset.
When he flies above I call him and he descends and sits on my balcony whether I feed him or not.
A really fantastic creature indeed, beautiful to look at, yellow beak with a red spot, blue eyes with a red rim, yellow legs, spotless white breast feathers and grey wings and black tail feathers with 4 white spots on each.
SWMBO has noticed that on Fridays he does a lot of preening, plucking at and rearranging his feathers fastidiously.
We think on Friday nights he goes clubbing because he doesn't do it on any other day.
This is a bird I rescued when injured. I found it on the beach crippled by an airgun pellet under its left wing.
So I threw a pullover over it and took it to the vet. The vet was unable to remove the pellet (which is visible in an xray he took) but he explained the bird would recover eventually.
So I took it home and put it in a cardboard box lined with wood shavings and looked after it.
The bird allowed me to stroke its feathers and feed it off a tablespoon but as it began to recover it became somewhat unruly and fierce, trying to peck at my hand when I approached to feed it. Two weeks later the bird disappeared. I was very surprised that it could fly with one dropped wing, but I subsequently caught a glimpse of it two miles away, in the harbour.
A year after the event, SWMBO was hanging out the washing on the terrace upstairs whilst I looked through my binocs at a very interesting gas carrier anchored in the bay, when she remarked that there were two gulls overhead doing strange swoopings and whirls.
I said to her probably they were nesting, or trying to protect chicks.
She went below to prepare lunch. I remained on the terrace.
Suddenly...both the birds descended and landed on the wall 10 feet away. One was bigger than the other.
The bigger one strutted towards me and came very close....really very close...only 2 feet or less...totally without fear, which I at first thought unusual...and just stood there looking at me first with one eye, then the other eye...trying to convey something...
The other one, the smaller one, was very shy, and kept its distance at first. But seeing the example of the bigger one came very close too. It was a fantastic experience with wildlife I had never had before. This visit lasted for a minute or so, and then they both took off.
This was the first contact I had with Jimmy, since I saved him.
Obviously he had spotted me and came to introduce his girlfriend and to express his gratitude.
But for several days following, (because I work from home) I couldn't help but notice this particular seagull kept on flying past my window incessantly to and fro so close the wing tip was 6 inches away from my window pane, and screeching loudly.
The bird was looking for me !
The bird had found out where I lived, isn't that amazing ?
What is even more amazing is that Jimmy now visits every day.
Jimmy arrives every morning at between 10 and 1030.
I feed him by hand and he sits quietly on my balcony watching everything I do, which is amazing because I have a workhorse there on which I do my carpentry, using noisy tools (jigsaw, handsaw) and tools involving movement(smoothing plane, sanding) but none of it frightens him. In fact he takes a very great interest in everything.
Then he flies away.
He returns at 5 pm, very nearly on the dot.
I give him another snack off a plate. He remains there sitting on his tummy until sunset.
When he flies above I call him and he descends and sits on my balcony whether I feed him or not.
A really fantastic creature indeed, beautiful to look at, yellow beak with a red spot, blue eyes with a red rim, yellow legs, spotless white breast feathers and grey wings and black tail feathers with 4 white spots on each.
SWMBO has noticed that on Fridays he does a lot of preening, plucking at and rearranging his feathers fastidiously.
We think on Friday nights he goes clubbing because he doesn't do it on any other day.