This is a Pale Headed Rosella. I have other names for them and none of them are for gentle folk. This bird is the flightiest thing I’ve ever come across, as soon as it gets an inkling I have a camera in hand it’s gone. I had the camera set up on the tripod from the night before. Lorelle dragged me out of bed and told me that they were in the yard. I raced to the front door, opened it sloooowly and turned the camera on. Some days one gets lucky. They love the flowers on the thistles.
This morning (Thursday) I wanted to get another shot of a Kookaburra. He sat in his usual tree looking out for bugs. He flew past the house and landed in the paddock, right in front of the Magpie. He was not impressed about the incursion on his territory, so it was on. I missed the initial tussle then caught the chase. They ended up back in the tree and glared at each other.
For those mothers who think that the kids are annoying them and won’t go out to play, take a moment to think of this poor Mum. She laid there for a while but the young Roopert couldn’t get comfortable. So she stood up, had a scratch, licked an arm, bit a claw and still he wiggled and wriggled. Some days no matter how much you try you still can’t get comfortable. When all is said and done you have to hang your tail out somewhere.
We’ve all seen Grumpy Cat on the internet, well let me introduce you to Grumpy Roo. I know we all feel down and miserable at times but he takes the cake. Those flattened ears. the pouty lips, the hang-dog look says it all. He didn’t seem to be having a good day at all.
Well, that’s your lot for another week. I do hope this finds you all in a better mood than Grumpy Roo.