I now have my own pet white-winged dove. Her name is Captain Crunch. That fits because she’s bold enough to walk onto the patio, jump up on the rim of
the dogs’ bowls and devour their dry dog food.
No picture. I’ve tried to get one but she is camera shy and moves off when I have it. Probably just doesn’t do endorsements.
She coo’s loudly at times when the bowls are empty, then I put dog pellets in her feeder. The feeder is close to the fountain and near the big mango
tree where she nests and raises babies year after year.
I’ve been witness to the whole bird family thing from choosing the nesting place, finding a mate, building the nest, brooding the two tiny eggs,
knowing when the chicks have hatched by their little yips and barks as she feeds them, regurgitates tiny bits of the softened brown pellets.shari - 3-10-2009 at 08:09 AM
Look forward to the pictures amigo...boy I'm glad Queenie bird is not too young....regurgitating pellets leaves kinda a bad taste in my mouth.BirdDog - 3-10-2009 at 09:03 AM
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Originally posted by shari
Look forward to the pictures amigo...boy I'm glad Queenie bird is not too young....regurgitating pellets leaves kinda a bad taste in my mouth.
