The birds were taunting Vino!

I was sitting here at the computer this morning and the door to the back
yard was open. Suddenly we heard this loud bird squawking and it went
on and on and on. Looked outside and there were a couple of black and
white birds sitting on the fence (7 ft high) and Vino was crouched in
the grass staring at them.
Now, it had rained and also the reticulation had been on (why is it that
the retic always comes on on days that it rains?!?). So the grass was
very wet. But Vino obviously didn't care.
We continued watching out the open door and suddenly the birds began
dive-bombing Vino! Squawking the whole time. Vino leapt up after the
birds but they were always too fast. Vino chattered at them agitatedly
but they just laughed at him from the safety of the high fence.
This went on and on until finally the birds had enough of their little
game and moved on. Vino retreated to the lawnchair to lick his wet
undercarriage.
--
Britta
Purring is an automatic safety valve device for dealing with happiness
overflow.
Check out pictures of Vino at:
http://picasaweb.google.com/badwilson

badwilson wrote:
I was sitting here at the computer this morning and the door to the
back yard was open. Suddenly we heard this loud bird squawking and
it went on and on and on. Looked outside and there were a couple of
black and white birds sitting on the fence (7 ft high) and Vino was
crouched in the grass staring at them.
Now, it had rained and also the reticulation had been on (why is it
that the retic always comes on on days that it rains?!?). So the
grass was very wet. But Vino obviously didn't care.
We continued watching out the open door and suddenly the birds began
dive-bombing Vino! Squawking the whole time. Vino leapt up after the
birds but they were always too fast. Vino chattered at them
agitatedly but they just laughed at him from the safety of the high
fence.
This went on and on until finally the birds had enough of their little
game and moved on. Vino retreated to the lawnchair to lick his wet
undercarriage.

Hmmmm. Might not have been a game to the birds. I don't know about
Australia but even in late fall where I live some bird species still have
young hatchlings. It's possible they see Vino as a threat to a nearby nest.
Birds can be quite bright but not bright enough to know that Vino can't
easily get out of his enclosure to go after their young. And most birds do
recognize felines as a threat. I'm still not happy that poor Vino was
traumatized by them, though. Shades of Alfred Hitchcock

Jill

On Wed, 28 Feb 2007 09:09:27 +0900, badwilson wrote:

I was sitting here at the computer this morning and the door to the back
yard was open. Suddenly we heard this loud bird squawking and it went
on and on and on. Looked outside and there were a couple of black and
white birds sitting on the fence (7 ft high) and Vino was crouched in
the grass staring at them.
Now, it had rained and also the reticulation had been on (why is it that
the retic always comes on on days that it rains?!?). So the grass was
very wet. But Vino obviously didn't care.
We continued watching out the open door and suddenly the birds began
dive-bombing Vino! Squawking the whole time. Vino leapt up after the
birds but they were always too fast. Vino chattered at them agitatedly
but they just laughed at him from the safety of the high fence.
This went on and on until finally the birds had enough of their little
game and moved on. Vino retreated to the lawnchair to lick his wet
undercarriage.


That sounds like Magpies. I hate Magpies. FYI they go for the animal's
eyes, so don't encourage the cat to fight them. MLB

"badwilson" wrote in message
...
I was sitting here at the computer this morning and the door to the back
yard was open. Suddenly we heard this loud bird squawking and it went on
and on and on. Looked outside and there were a couple of black and white
birds sitting on the fence (7 ft high) and Vino was crouched in the grass
staring at them.
Now, it had rained and also the reticulation had been on (why is it that
the retic always comes on on days that it rains?!?). So the grass was
very wet. But Vino obviously didn't care.
We continued watching out the open door and suddenly the birds began
dive-bombing Vino! Squawking the whole time. Vino leapt up after the
birds but they were always too fast. Vino chattered at them agitatedly
but they just laughed at him from the safety of the high fence.
This went on and on until finally the birds had enough of their little
game and moved on. Vino retreated to the lawnchair to lick his wet
undercarriage.
--
Britta


Vino, your mommy and daddy are building you a new house. Then they will get
a kitten to help you kill the mean old birdies.

One of youse sits and watches them, and the other sneeks up and grabs them.

Molly and Jake.

badwilson wrote:

I was sitting here at the computer this morning and the door to the back
yard was open. Suddenly we heard this loud bird squawking and it went
on and on and on. Looked outside and there were a couple of black and
white birds sitting on the fence (7 ft high) and Vino was crouched in
the grass staring at them.
Now, it had rained and also the reticulation had been on (why is it that
the retic always comes on on days that it rains?!?). So the grass was
very wet. But Vino obviously didn't care.
We continued watching out the open door and suddenly the birds began
dive-bombing Vino! Squawking the whole time. Vino leapt up after the
birds but they were always too fast. Vino chattered at them agitatedly
but they just laughed at him from the safety of the high fence.
This went on and on until finally the birds had enough of their little
game and moved on. Vino retreated to the lawnchair to lick his wet
undercarriage.

For a minute I thought you were going to say that Vino retreated to the
lawnchair to lick his wet *dignity*.

Poor Vino! He needs more accessible prey.

Joyce

badwilson wrote:
I was sitting here at the computer this morning and the door to the back
yard was open. Suddenly we heard this loud bird squawking and it went
on and on and on. Looked outside and there were a couple of black and
white birds sitting on the fence (7 ft high) and Vino was crouched in
the grass staring at them.
Now, it had rained and also the reticulation had been on (why is it that
the retic always comes on on days that it rains?!?). So the grass was
very wet. But Vino obviously didn't care.
We continued watching out the open door and suddenly the birds began
dive-bombing Vino! Squawking the whole time. Vino leapt up after the
birds but they were always too fast. Vino chattered at them agitatedly
but they just laughed at him from the safety of the high fence.
This went on and on until finally the birds had enough of their little
game and moved on. Vino retreated to the lawnchair to lick his wet
undercarriage.

I've had crows and magpies taunting the cats when they're in the
enclosure. The cats seem quite happy to stalk the birds and the birds to
taunt the cats. There's netting between them, so no one gets hurt.

--
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Stories and pics at http://koti.welho.com/mkurten/
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sounds like mag pies they are very aggressive birds and attack anything
with in a 1000 feet of their nest
"badwilson" wrote in message
...
I was sitting here at the computer this morning and the door to the back
yard was open. Suddenly we heard this loud bird squawking and it went on
and on and on. Looked outside and there were a couple of black and white
birds sitting on the fence (7 ft high) and Vino was crouched in the grass
staring at them.
Now, it had rained and also the reticulation had been on (why is it that
the retic always comes on on days that it rains?!?). So the grass was
very wet. But Vino obviously didn't care.
We continued watching out the open door and suddenly the birds began
dive-bombing Vino! Squawking the whole time. Vino leapt up after the
birds but they were always too fast. Vino chattered at them agitatedly
but they just laughed at him from the safety of the high fence.
This went on and on until finally the birds had enough of their little
game and moved on. Vino retreated to the lawnchair to lick his wet
undercarriage.
--
Britta
Purring is an automatic safety valve device for dealing with happiness
overflow.
Check out pictures of Vino at:
http://picasaweb.google.com/badwilson

I know Australian magpies and these birds were not them. They were only
about half the size and more white on them than black. Still, they were
very obviously taunting him and he was loving every minute of it.
Probably the closest to ever catching a bird that he will get in his
life!
--
Britta
Purring is an automatic safety valve device for dealing with happiness
overflow.
Check out pictures of Vino at:
http://picasaweb.google.com/badwilson



Matthew wrote:
sounds like mag pies they are very aggressive birds and attack
anything with in a 1000 feet of their nest
"badwilson" wrote in message
...
I was sitting here at the computer this morning and the door to the
back yard was open. Suddenly we heard this loud bird squawking and
it went on and on and on. Looked outside and there were a couple of
black and white birds sitting on the fence (7 ft high) and Vino was
crouched in the grass staring at them.
Now, it had rained and also the reticulation had been on (why is it
that the retic always comes on on days that it rains?!?). So the
grass was very wet. But Vino obviously didn't care.
We continued watching out the open door and suddenly the birds began
dive-bombing Vino! Squawking the whole time. Vino leapt up after
the birds but they were always too fast. Vino chattered at them
agitatedly but they just laughed at him from the safety of the high
fence. This went on and on until finally the birds had enough of
their
little game and moved on. Vino retreated to the lawnchair to lick
his wet undercarriage.
--
Britta
Purring is an automatic safety valve device for dealing with
happiness overflow.
Check out pictures of Vino at:
http://picasaweb.google.com/badwilson

jmcquown wrote:
badwilson wrote:
I was sitting here at the computer this morning and the door to the
back yard was open. Suddenly we heard this loud bird squawking and
it went on and on and on. Looked outside and there were a couple of
black and white birds sitting on the fence (7 ft high) and Vino was
crouched in the grass staring at them.
Now, it had rained and also the reticulation had been on (why is it
that the retic always comes on on days that it rains?!?). So the
grass was very wet. But Vino obviously didn't care.
We continued watching out the open door and suddenly the birds began
dive-bombing Vino! Squawking the whole time. Vino leapt up after
the birds but they were always too fast. Vino chattered at them
agitatedly but they just laughed at him from the safety of the high
fence.
This went on and on until finally the birds had enough of their
little game and moved on. Vino retreated to the lawnchair to lick
his wet undercarriage.

Hmmmm. Might not have been a game to the birds. I don't know about
Australia but even in late fall where I live some bird species still
have young hatchlings. It's possible they see Vino as a threat to a
nearby nest. Birds can be quite bright but not bright enough to know
that Vino can't easily get out of his enclosure to go after their
young. And most birds do recognize felines as a threat. I'm still
not happy that poor Vino was traumatized by them, though. Shades of
Alfred Hitchcock

Jill

I don't know about nests with young ones. Pretty sure there isn't one
in our yard. Vino has no enclosure, just the whole fully fenced back
yard. These black and white birds don't even usually come round here,
the normal ones are the ringneck parrots, bright green with a yellow
ring around their neck. They sit at the top of a very huge tree and
totally ignore Vino. These other birds came in and taunted him and left
and I never saw them before or since!
--
Britta
Purring is an automatic safety valve device for dealing with happiness
overflow.
Check out pictures of Vino at:
http://picasaweb.google.com/badwilson

wrote:
badwilson wrote:

I was sitting here at the computer this morning and the door to the
back yard was open. Suddenly we heard this loud bird squawking and
it went on and on and on. Looked outside and there were a couple of
black and white birds sitting on the fence (7 ft high) and Vino was
crouched in the grass staring at them.
Now, it had rained and also the reticulation had been on (why is it
that the retic always comes on on days that it rains?!?). So the
grass was very wet. But Vino obviously didn't care.
We continued watching out the open door and suddenly the birds began
dive-bombing Vino! Squawking the whole time. Vino leapt up after
the birds but they were always too fast. Vino chattered at them
agitatedly but they just laughed at him from the safety of the high
fence.
This went on and on until finally the birds had enough of their
little game and moved on. Vino retreated to the lawnchair to lick
his wet undercarriage.

For a minute I thought you were going to say that Vino retreated to
the lawnchair to lick his wet *dignity*.

Poor Vino! He needs more accessible prey.

Joyce

Yes, poor Vino indeed. His lizard huntin' days are long over. The only
thing he has killed since leaving Thailand is a cricket and some flies.
He is very, very poorly off ;-)
--
Britta
Purring is an automatic safety valve device for dealing with happiness
overflow.
Check out pictures of Vino at:
http://picasaweb.google.com/badwilson