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The Numbers Game #89
Tag Archives: Doves
Spotted Dove
I nearly ran over this Spotted Dove when I parked my car. I noticed it after I got out and saw the bird looked a bit off, with disheveled tail feathers. I was a bit worried as there were two cats in the yard, but I suspect that one of them was responsible for its present state.
It was not inclined to move as I took photos, but I did see it fly off later, though with a less grace than normal.
Spotted Dove
A Spotted Dove, in a Mock Orange tree, sporting a customary caffeinated look.
The Numbers Game #15
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The Numbers Game #8
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This way and that
This rather puffed up Zebra Dove was perched on the cable line, looking this way and that, as birds do. I’m always amazed at how they maintain their balance.
Stunned Zebra Dove
This Zebra Dove recently cannoned into a window at work. Outside, we found it lying on the ground, out cold. At first, we thought it was dead, but then detected signs of life. So, having seven cats living around the place, we took it inside in the hope that it would recover.
It did soon start to look better and the first thing it did was take wing and cannon into a window from the inside. So we took it outside again and installed it on this branch. It gripped the branch and looked fairly secure, though its blank expression suggested it didn’t have much idea of how it had come to be there.
Gradually the dove recovered, looked around a bit, and gave me a disapproving stare. After a while, it flapped over to a different branch and took on the wide-eyed look that is more typical of these doves. In these circumstances though, that look could be interpreted in a raft of different ways.
Eventually, the dove flew off and I was glad to see that it safely negotiated the branches and trees surrounding it without banging into anything else.
What’s he looking at?
The clue is right there in front of him. Is that bird food? I think not, but the photos below clear things up.
I first came on this scene from the other side and saw Smudge, the cat lying down, with an intense look on her face. Another pace brought the Spotted Dove into view. I took photos, but they were into the sun and not great. So I walked around the building to get the sun behind me.
The bird was still busy pecking at the food, the cats staring intently, but doing nothing else. That inactivity wasn’t surprising. These cats are very friendly when they’re hungry and utterly indifferent once they’ve been fed. And after the cats have eaten birds move in for the leftovers. The birds remain wary, but have learned there’s not much to worry about at this time.
In the end, Smudge decided she had to do something about this brazen intrusion so she got up and wandered away to the front of the building where she plopped down in the shade, serenely out of sight of the feathered affront taking place on the lanai.
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