heywood on 16/11/2017 at 16:55
When I was a kid I used to be into birdwatching and photographing birds and drawing them. My favorite was probably the black-capped chickadee, I guess because they were fun to watch. I wrote a report about them in the 6th grade.
Nowadays, I'll take anything but crows and woodpeckers. I especially hate Downy woodpeckers because of the continual damage they do to my house.
Nameless Voice on 16/11/2017 at 17:02
Somehow, I was expecting this thread to contain folks describing the types of women that they find attractive.
Purgator on 16/11/2017 at 17:19
These are also nice:
Rough Faced Shag
Brown Trembler
Cock-Of-The-Rock
Masked Booby
scumble on 16/11/2017 at 18:59
Quote Posted by Nameless Voice
Somehow, I was expecting this thread to contain folks describing the types of women that they find attractive.
In that case it would be
who is your favourite bird.
At least Nanoose brings out some silliness that seems to have been lacking recently.
heywood on 16/11/2017 at 19:35
Quote Posted by scumble
In that case it would be
who is your favourite bird.
You mean women
aren't objects?
Nameless Voice on 16/11/2017 at 22:30
Technically, the topic should be "What's your favourite kind of bird?" either way.
Either way, I don't see many of the little winged dinosaurs. They're smart enough not to come near cats.
Tocky on 17/11/2017 at 03:28
I remember quail. The young look like pieces of popcorn darting about. We would chase them and scoop them up to love on them when I was a kid. And then when they stopped moving grab up another. At some point Dad stopped us. The frantic parent would be pretending to be injured to lure us away. They made their nests in one large bundle on the ground just right for the encroaching coyotes to wipe out. That and the fact they always waited until a vehicle was right on them to fly sort of proved their doom around here. One even broke a friend of mines nose when he was on a Honda 90.
Yeah I like crows too. I had hopes of training a flock to visit me with offers of crackers at work and then teaching them to say "nevermore" but they are fickle and wary. They come get the food when you leave but never trust you anywhere close. I even thought of teaching them to say "die" just so they might follow a fellow eating something down the street saying it and scare the daylights out of him. Alas it was not to be.
They all have a different caw and one here at my house does the chorus of "Hot Blooded" by Foreigner. Caw caw caw ka caw caw caw.