It was like a scene from an Alfred Hitchcock Movie
Just a typical morning here. We have several Ring neck Doves (Streptopelia risoria). They are a Dove that do not exist in nature but are a long domesticated form of the African Collard Dove (Streptopelia roseogrisea.) We have several pairs that from time to time have chicks.
Last June one of the chicks was tossed out of the nest before his eyes were open. I repeatedly tried to place him either back in his own nest or with another nesting pair. He was always rejected. What was I to do? I couldn't let Baby Chicky get cold, starve and die now could I? I hand raised him as I had so many other birds before. He grew quickly and naturally was very friendly.
Baby Chicky knows his name and, like many others, wants to be THE bird on my shoulder when I am doing things like watering the orchids and other house plants. He is my assistant in so many tasks.
Then came Mr. Cardinal. Not a threat to anyone. He recovers from his accident, gets his medication and treats and .... attention!
How dare I go and visit Mr. Cardinal? Give him sweet treats and handle him so often? At first Baby Chicky would seemingly sulk while I was with the Cardinal. After three days he would chase after me and try to peck at my feet when I came near Mr. Cardinal. It has escalated since ... Baby Chicky swoops down on me, lands on my head and pecks at me and pulls my hair.
Yesterday the Cardinal got out of my hands and demonstrated he can fly and we were unable to catch him. This morning Mike and I tried to catch Mr. Cardinal after he spent the night among the house plants in the living room.
"Dear? The Cardinal is on the coffee table."
Well, of course he is! He's waiting for breakfast! LOL!!! So our morning begins. I'm at one end of the room and Mike is trying to shoo the Cardinal in my direction but he's just too quick.
We don't want to panic him and have him fly into something and hurt himself more. How many plants were knocked over as Mr. Cardinal made his way around the room! LOTS!!!
After about 10 minutes of getting nowhere we just stood there watching the Cardinal on the sofa bouncing around. I was waiting for Mike to have a brilliant idea and he did not disappoint.
~"Maybe we can put some crickets out and catch him while he's eating?"~
*SIGH* Mike really is an intelligent man but sometimes his Mike-isms take over. I think he says things sometimes just to entertain. LOL! NO! We aren't letting crickets loose in the living room.
Now the attack began. Baby Chicky had been steering clear of our activities until the lull. He came out of nowhere, swooped down on me and started to peck at my head. I shooed him off but he kept coming back ... fluttering in mid-air in front of my face .. not letting me move. He'd land on the floor and grab at my pants leg. I picked the crazed dove up and told him he needs a time-out.
He was not listening to me. I put Baby Chicky in Mr. cardinal's carrier and was going to close the door but he got out. The assault continued.
It was like a scene from Alfred Hitchcock's movie, The Birds with the exception we are in Ohio, don't have a huge Hollywood budget and have a limited cast. So we had The Bird.
Mike is laughing. Kramer, the Starling, hearing the commotion needs to add his support with wolf whistles and calling for "Oooooooo Miiiiiiike!" The Cardinal now has made his way into one of the bedrooms and Baby Chicky is having a tantrum and pulling hairs out of my head. But ..on the bright side .... there are no new crickets loose in the house.
I followed the Cardinal into the bedroom, with the dove still firmly attached to my head. Mike was in the doorway trying to get the Cardinal to fly toward the crazy white woman with a bird on her head. The Cardinal, being the intelligent one in the room, flew toward the window to try an escape. The window is closed and I was able to get him caught in the curtains.
Mr. Cardinal is caught. He got his eye medication and was put into his carrier with food, water and treats.
Baby Chicky is extracted from my head and I tried to soothe his jealous heart. After some minutes he was the sweet loving Baby Chicky he usually is.
Ooooooooo Miiiiiiiiike is holding his side from having laughed so much and starts to pick up the plants that were toppled over during the chase.
Kramer is told the Cardinal was caught and he says:"Hmmmm!" in a musical way.
Yes. That was our morning today. So how was your morning? LOL!