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July 19th, 2012

8:34 AM

New Beginings for the Kiskadee and me


During the absence of my writing I have suffered great loss and gone through many changes which led me to doubt my capabilities of finding the joy and peace I once found in in just the mere presence of nature and all the miracles that occur within. As I cared for my suffering mother through Alzheimer's my mind became full of new and never before experienced responsibilities that consumed every aspect of me. The desire to care for and protect the wildlife's shifted to an even more powerful desire to care for and protect my mom, nothing else seemed to matter as I knew she became totally dependent on me and I felt the loss of her in tiny bits and pieces every day long before I actually did lose her.

The wildlife still peeked in at us and gave our minds a break from all we were going through, like when I first moved mom into my home from her home a thousand miles away and she was missing her own comfort zone so much, we found a wounded mockingbird waiting for us when we arrived, his leg was mangled and disabled which my mom could relate to due to the fact that at that time she was still recovering from a leg injury herself. Every morning we watched for the poor little bird to see how he was getting along and were so happy when he would snag a bug or sneak seed and berries from the feeders out back, because it gave us hope that he would still be able to survive despite his handicap. We would whistle or make other bird sounds to him and in return he would o share his beautiful songs back with us. For the first two weeks after our arrival back home he stayed nearby in a pomegranate tree, just outside the front door. The welfare of that bird became very important because it helped us to temporarily step away from what we were going through and concentrate on something else which we needed to do. And he learned how to fly and scavenge for food almost as well as any other bird that had no injuries which gave us hope and happiness.

 Mom and I would sit out back and listen to the happy bird songs and catch glimpses of their vibrant colors dashing through the trees and around the feeders and waters of the habitat. I wanted to share this part of my life with her for so long but she lived so far away and could only enjoy through the retailing of stories I would relay to her over the phone. She would become just as excited to hear about the critter happenings as I was to tell them and she even shared some remarkable ones back. We fed on each others enthusiasms and even shared pictures through the emails and she shared her enthusiasm with co workers and customers at work , She worked in a huge furniture store in Omaha Nebraska which gave her the opportunity to share with literally hundreds, maybe even thousands of nature lovers just like us. And she would share their experiences and pictures with me as well. We were always close even when we lived far apart but I think this gave us an even stronger bond.

Not too long after Mom moved down here to my home in South Texas her disease progressed and it became hard for her to visualize the tiny birds and even harder for her to breath outside in this humid climate so a lot of the outside happenings became much less important. In fact for a time the only thing that I could concentrate on was Mom and her well being. While Sharing her sufferings I became hardened through the painful journey my Mom endured. I went through disbelief that any human could go through so much pain, mentally and physically and I became angry at such unfairness. Parts of me became lost in a darkness I can not describe. The reality of how harsh and cold the world can be overwhelmed me and pushed aside all the hope and comfort I had previously felt simply by the unknowing. I still feel such loss and despair and confused anger now from not only the loss but the circumstances that surrounded the loss, yet at the same time I am thankful that I went through this with and for my mom. I learned so much even if at times I feel it was more than I wanted to, I am grateful to have been there for her when she needed me the most and even though I may not have known all the right things to say or do, I feel I did the best I knew how to do at the time and there is a comfort just knowing God allowed us to be together for as long as we were and through the hardest experience we ever had to face in our life.

 It has been over a year since mom has left us and yet it seems like yesterday. I don't have that zest for life or the want to do much of anything in particular, no matter what I try the feeling just wont come back to me. For a year my grand babies lived with me and filled my time with happiness and joy and gave me less time to think of the pain I have locked away inside. But in a way it seems like it became a way to just not face the true feelings. I realized this when my grand babies moved out a couple months ago and I was forced to face my fears once again. it became as if I had just lost my mom all over again. It was like I had to pick up the pieces and start all over again. I had to remember what was important and search for the parts of me that I lost.

 Family has always been the most important thing in my life , now that is true more than ever because I know how precious life is with family and how lonely it can be without. I am also realizing that the time spent with nature and wildlife is very important too. It defines who I am and gives my soul a peace and tranquility that can not be found any other way. So as much as I sometimes just want to hide from the world and forget it all, I know I must pick up the pieces and put me back together again. Thanks to God and to my very patient and understanding family, my husband, my son, my two sisters, and one very dear friend, I think I can try to do that now. And I am slowly feeling the wonder and curiosity of the wildlife creeping back in and this morning I had the opportunity to do just that so I thought I would share ...

I had read that the Great Kiskadee birds were great nest builders but had never seen this personally until yesterday morning. As I rounded a corner on my morning walk I noticed a big sprig of grass that fell down right in front of me from above and when I looked up I was pleasantly surprised to see a yellow breasted bird sitting on the line connected to a nearby telephone pole. beak-full of grass, looking down at me. I knew right away this was a great Kiskadee because of the black and white, zebra striped head. These guys visit the habitat daily for water and berries that are growing on my wild fruit vine.They normally make nests up high in the trees hidden away and the nests are a work of art in the shape of a football. I had only seen one before and it was at Hazel Bazemore park where I have filmed lots of wildlife.

 As I watched this beautiful bird making deliveries of grass and twigs to the new building area , I noticed he had a helper, a female was helping to twist the grasses into place. They didn't seem to mind having an observer or even the wood-pecker that was a couple of feet higher up happily drumming out tiny insects from holes he drilled into the pole. I guess they might even appreciate having their own personal little bug exterminator to prevent the buggers from invading their new home. I am hoping that their new home wont interfere with the man-made structure they have chosen to build it on but am not sure. I fear that they will get it all built and start a new family only to have it destroyed as I have seen before with other birds, the wild Monk Parakeets and the Northern Cardinals have had similar experiences. I will be keeping an eye on them and my fingers crossed!
See photos below

waiting her turn to help build ...


A very hard worker

The Wood pecker happily drums above ...

They have a good start ...

Happy Bird Songs to You All

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September 29th, 2009

2:30 PM

My lil' "Future caregiver of our earth"

As many of you may already know I was blessed with my first grandson last year. Him and my son along with his mother have been living here with us since before he was born. They were living on a river that was declared a hazzard to the public due to poisionous chemicals that had seeped through the ground at a nearby waste storage facility. All residents along the river had to be evacuated while the clean up crews came in with a bunch of special equipment and it turned into a big legal battle between the ground polluters and the public.The corporates never seem to want to except responsability for the damages they have caused' but I am hoping they will be held accountable so that they may learn from thier mistakes and perhaps can prevent this from happening in the future ....

Alot of my time is spent with my new grandbaby now and although I am still right here pulling for the critters,caring for them,keeping the feeders and waters clean and full for all my feathered a furried friends that rely on these resources ... I haven't been able to find the time needed to to write blogs as devotedly as I would like, nor upload some of the many photos that have been piling up, I just haven't been able to find a way to fit it all in with the recent changes, raising a new grandbaby ... too many distractions and new priorities... So I would like to apolagize to everyone for not keeping ya'll up with the latest habitat happenings around here as much as I used to.

But little ones grow up so very quickly and I feel blessed to have a chance to be with him through this most precious time of his life . I am not sure how much longer he will be living here with grandma so I am taking advantage of this wonderful opportunity to spend as much time with him as I can.

And already his favorite place to go with grandma is out into the habitat, so I may not be on here posting about the critters as much but ... you know where I will be ...
Little Dylan and I will be Çhêrï§hïñg WïlÐlï£ê åñÐ ñ况rê êvêr¥ Ðå¥ !!!

Here are a few pictures of my lil' "Future caregiver of our earth",

Dylan~ in the house


wanting to come outside into the habitat


outside exploring a pail bird feeder


sitting by the pond


wandering through the habitat


Happy Nature journies to you all!!!

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August 11th, 2009

9:22 AM

Border wall- 'Contintental Divide' divided

This story starts out simular to a normal day around here, things I might see ... but I didn't write this story, it is an update from the Defenders of Wildlife  , on the dangers already starting to unfold due to the building of the great Border Wall that is tearing through our great Contintental Divide and devestating the animals and thier natural habitats.... these are some of our rarest wildlives that exist no where else on earth. I have been against the building of this border wall from the very begining and have blogged about it many times, this is the latest news on the progress of this devestating project.

Defenders Magazine
Summer 2009
Continental Divide
Borderlands, wildlife, people and the wall
Moisture from a morning rain hangs heavy in the air, clinging to spider webs, flower petals and the Spanish moss draped over the shady canopy of trees at Santa Ana National Wildlife Refuge. A tiny tree frog rests upon the wood railing along a trail, while plain chachalacas gobble and complain and green jays and malachite butterflies appear in bursts of tropical color through the deep green of the forest.

The landscape masquerades as Costa Rica, but in reality this refuge lies in Texas' Lower Rio Grande Valley, just north of the border with Mexico. Here, since the 1940s, the national wildlife refuge system has sheltered a rare treasure trove of life."The four most southern counties in Texas constitute one of the most biologically diverse regions in North America," says Nancy Brown, public outreach specialist at the South Texas Refuge Complex. "We have a documented 1,200 species of plants, 513 species of birds and nearly 300 butterfly species." Many of the creatures that dwell here exist nowhere else in the United States.

Like many of the borderlands ecosystems shared by the United States and Mexico, the Lower Rio Grande Valley is a bridge between north and south, and therefore a landscape of incredible richness—biologically, as well as culturally and historically. And, like much of the nearly 2,000-mile border between the United States and Mexico, the lower valley of the Rio Grande is being eroded and divided by roads, barriers and other infrastructure related to the construction of a border wall.

Legislation passed in 2005 gave the U.S. Department of Homeland Security unprecedented authority to waive laws to build the wall, and since that time the department has ignored the Endangered Species Act, Clean Water Act, Clean Air Act and dozens of other laws while constructing almost 600 miles of barrier. Not surprisingly, the wall is having major impacts on the wildlife of the borderlands. As earthmovers, concrete and steel supplant trees, pollute rivers, obstruct pathways for wildlife and destroy habitat, the border wall threatens to unravel borderlands ecosystems. Despite the recent change in presidential leadership, construction continues, focused mainly on the sensitive south Texas region, where only a fraction of the native ecosystem remains in a sea of farmland and housing developments.
"About 95 percent of habitat here has been cleared—it's gone, there's nothing left," says Brown. "So all of this diversity is supported by 5 percent remaining habitat."
In the late 1970s, the wildlife refuge system began piecing together what was left of the native ecosystems, making space for the tremendous wealth of native birdlife and creatures like the endangered ocelot and jaguarundi.

"We have 17 federally listed threatened or endangered species," Brown says of the lower four counties of south Texas. That's as many or more than some whole states.
To make the remnants of native land valuable for terrestrial wildlife, the refuge and its supporters worked to create corridors for creatures to travel from one small parcel of land to another. The refuge also began buying farmland and undertaking the arduous process of restoring the native flora.

On one parcel, the Monterrey Banco tract, staff had worked for more than a quarter-century replanting native shrubs and trees and restoring what had been bare land into an island of habitat. Just when the refuge had succeeded at the project, and threatened species like indigo snakes and Texas tortoises were starting to make their homes on Monterrey Banco, construction began on the border wall.

The wall here, as in much of south Texas, is being built into the levee system rather than along the Rio Grande. The Monterrey Banco tract sits between the Rio Grande and the levee, so in addition to tearing up restoration work to build roads and 18 feet of concrete wall, the refuge now sits south of the border wall. Many refuge tracts and private preserves—along with private property seized through federal action—will lie south of the border wall if construction continues as planned.

Farther west along the borderlands, trees become scarce and the landscape opens wide into expansive grasslands, home of kit fox, porcupine and pronghorn. At the border of New Mexico and the state of Chihuahua, Mexico, some of the continent's most intact grasslands endure. This ecosystem, now considered one of the most imperiled in the world, has been nearly erased from North America by agriculture and development. In the borderlands, due to the persistence of ranching, large remnants of grasslands remain, providing habitat for keystone species such as bison and prairie dogs, and offering hope to scientists that with some assistance, a rare native ecosystem could be mended here.

But construction of walls, roads and other barriers now imperils the ability of these animals to move on the landscape and thus reclaim their roles in the ecosystem. The international border, which was nearly imperceptible a few years ago, is now clearly cut by wide roads and steel barriers. If construction continues, it will block all north-south movement and access to crucial habitat for bison and pronghorn, and may also disrupt the movements of prairie dogs, deer and other species.

Both Mexico and the United States have also been working to re-establish bighorn sheep populations. The sheep travel through mountain chains that span the border, and have been migrating from healthier populations north of the border to take advantage of land to the south. "But with a wall, that's out of the question," List says.
The natural and essential process of animal migration, a key component of wildlife survival and evolution, now hangs in the political balance. Countless species—from the Mexican gray wolf and jaguar to the rattlesnake and beaver—will feel the impacts.
In the San Pedro River corridor, which crosses the border in southeastern Arizona, cottonwood trees tower over a shady riverbed imprinted with the feet of many wild creatures—including bobcat, mountain lion, turkey, coatimundi and small rodents. Outside the river corridor, open grasslands spread for many miles to the south, and climb the Huachuca Mountains to the west.

The land is managed by the Bureau of Land Management, which, in 1999, began reintroducing beaver, a keystone river species absent from the San Pedro for decades due to fur trapping and habitat loss and degradation. The reintroduction was such a success that during a flood a few years later, the beavers naturally made their way south of the border, to Mexico, where the species was not only gone from the river but considered endangered nationwide.

Unfortunately, in 2007, the Department of Homeland Security began building barriers in the river corridor. Defenders of Wildlife and its partners sued to stop construction, and won a temporary restraining order in federal district court. But the department invoked its waiver authority, and dismissed all the laws that the judge had cited in the case. Today steel barriers slice through the corridor right to the water's edge. People are often seen climbing the wall or cutting through, but the easiest passage for human traffic is now through the fragile river habitat, where some creatures find their only haven in southeastern Arizona.

The ability of walls to shift the paths that people take to the United States highlights the broad impacts of U.S. border policy on this region. Construction of walls in urban areas caused human traffic to shift to remote areas, bringing increased trash and illegal roadways to fragile southwestern landscapes. In response, the Border Patrol has built more roads, and engaged in off-road vehicular chases with smugglers, tearing up some of the continent's most pristine arid habitats.

Farther west, the high desert sinks in elevation and transitions into the Sonoran desert, home to the iconic and endemic saguaro cactus, endangered Sonoran pronghorn and threatened desert tortoise. To survive the harsh climate, animals here restrict activity to cooler times of day and arrange their movements around reliable watering holes. But in the past few years, this landscape—including national park and wildlife refuge land—has been severed by walls impenetrable to local wildlife, in many cases putting water and food resources just out of reach. As droughts in the Southwest become more common because of global warming, the wall's harm to desert wildlife will grow.
"The border wall in a climate-change environment is very dangerous because it won't allow the movement of species north as the climate gets hotter," says List. "If you put a wall that doesn't allow plants and animals to move north, it may become a wall of extinction."

But the clock has not yet run out on borderland species and habitat. Defenders of Wildlife and a coalition of conservation, business and human-rights groups are working both in the courts and Congress to halt the reckless expansion of the border wall, and advocating the adoption of other, less harmful methods for protecting our borders.
"Few areas in North America are as biologically diverse as the U.S.-Mexico borderlands," says List. "We have to be creative and find new solutions to restore the cross-border ecological processes that forged this unique region."

Krista Schlyer is a writer and photographer who helped organize the recent photo expedition by members of the International League of Conservation Photographers to the borderlands region. For the full story, video, great resources, and links, and more information here from the link below:

Refuge Watch
And my related posts:

Border Wall disasterous for Wildlife september 22, 2008
(with Videos)

Border Fence june 8-2007

Breaking the law to Build the wall "a historic travesty" july 14-2007


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July 20th, 2009

11:58 AM

R.I.P. Sugar

Sugar was our 8 year old pit bulldog and she gave so much joy and comfort to everyone who knew her.She was known for her loving personality with humans, greeting all with big strong tail wags and giving kisses to anyone who would let her (hence her name Sugar). Although she was not physically able to have a family of her own, she was known for taking in any needy critter under her wing and mothering it as her own. and she was a trooper through many health problems, but having breast cancer, artheritis, and asthma, eventually became to much for her to bear ...Bless her heart.

She is in our hearts and missed very deeply.

 In memory of my cherished friend and loyal companian 


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April 14th, 2009

1:52 PM

Welcome Spring !

Yep, Spring is sprouting and popping out all over around the habitat! In my preveios blog I shared some of the wonderful spring happenings going on  around here now, but I forgot to  include some nature photos ....  so here are a few  nature shots I have caught lately:


Moma squirel says "welcome to our habitat!"


pomogranate tree shoots and blooms



blooms of the aloe vera 


prim rose wildflower


purple wilds


candis lilly


corn plants


wild grass 

lizzard comes out for a drink 


blending in ... 

sunset through the trees

Earth is here so kind, that just tickle her with a hoe and she laughs with a harvest."
~A Land of Plenty ~Douglas William Jerrold

Happy Spring Adventures!!!


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April 2nd, 2009

9:52 AM

Spring Visitors! (Pyrrhuloxia,waterthrush,hooded warbler,blackbirds...)

Most of the  Goldfinches have moved on , as have the flock of Yellow-rumped Warblers. They have been replaced by new birds. Like the hummingbirds, water thrush, Pyrrhuloxia , hooded warbler, Oriole, a flock of boat tailed grackles, and a flock of red-winged blackbirds.

We have had up to five "Ruby-throated Hummingbirds,  and one Buff-bellied Hummingbird comming to the nectar feeders and buzzing all around in the blooms of the red- Salvia that grow wild here. They also like the blooms of the yellow- Aloe verapomegranate , Lantana, and the Cactus. The orange- Trumpet vines will be in bloom for them soon, and it is definately one of thier favorites.

The   Black-headed Oriole has tried to sneak drinks from the feeder with the hummingbirds , but they are not interested in sharing and they try to persuade him to move back to his own ( Oriole) feeder, by making repeated sky dives all around the Oriole's head. It is quiet funny to see but makes me sort of feel sorry for the Oriole ... maybe he just doesn't want to eat alone... ( big smile)

The  Northern Waterthrush is a funny site to see too, the way he bounces his tail up and down constantly. He waddles around the borders of the pond all day, and snatches up all the insects he can find along the top of the water. Since these guys are usually found close to rivers and streams it's a real treat to think our tiny pond has tanspired into a make believe river for the lil' guy. At least temperarily, anyway.

Another amusing visitor has been the Hooded Warbler, which is sooo tiny and sooo quick, that it is really hard to keep up with. He is bright yellow with olive wings and patches of black on his head and throat. He is partial to a piece of vine fencing that stands in a back corner of the habitat . Since the vines haven't grown in yet , it is easy for him to dart in and out of the little squared wiring and swoop up mouthfuls of tiny flying insects along the way.

But the rarest bird visitor has got to be the Pyrrhuloxia ! I had read an article in the local newspaper that a small flock of Pyrrhuloxia's were sighted about a hundred miles north of Corpus Christi, at Choke Canyon Nation Park and lots of folks had been gathering up over there to try to catch a glimpse of one, but with my busy schedule lately, I knew there would be no way to make it over there. So imagin my suprize when I first caught a glimpse of a male Pyrrhuloxia at one of the feeders here in the habitat!!
I had to do a double... and tripple -take just to be sure of what I was seeing. At first it looked like a female cardinal with faded colors, but then I noticed the large yellow (parrot -shaped) beaks. And when I zoomed in closer , on the camera, I was able to see the red triangular markings around his eyes and down his breast. He comes almost everyday to the hanging feeders and water, but he is a very evasive guy and scares easily.

Have you ever heard a flock of red-winged blackbirds? They seem to sing constantly, all at the same time , but not nessesarily all in the same key. Some just blurt out a sharp , short whistle, and some sound like they are saying "purple peeee-ple", in very shrill, high- pitched shrieks.
Well a flock of more than a 100 have been visiting the habitat and there are so many of them that they over-run the feeders and waters. They like to puff up thier breast and flare thier wings open to show the bright red shoulder patches, and they have scared many of the other birds away with this aggressive behavior.

The Boat-tailed Grackles are here too but they usually only come in the mornings for a short drink before heading out into the field to scavenge for food. Soon all the blackbirds will spread out and start to claim thier territories, and many will move on, and only a few will be left here. At least that is what they usually do...

But for right now , the habitat is full of Spring Celebration, with non-stop birding action and I find it hard to sit here and write with all the joyfull bird songs echoing around me, So I think I will join them and keep my eyes open for any new species to pop in. Because ya just never can tell what may stop by the habitat this time of year...

 Birdbits Habitat is certified through the National Wildlife Federation.. Check out their site for some great tips and resources on gardening for wildlife  .
I hope that you all have the opportunity to get outside and enjoy some of the wonderful Nature and Wildlife adventures that only spring can bring! 

 See some photos I have taken  around the habitat below ....

ruby throated hummingbird


oriole comes to the hummingbird feeder


black hooded warbler


black hooded warbler
water thrush





redwinged blackbird flock


red winged blackbird


boat tailed grackle 

 boat tailed grackles on the line


Happy Spring!!!
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March 17th, 2009

3:07 PM

Lil' Bird Lost Update


Well it's been five long days and still no sighn of papa Pritty, so the chances of his returning back home are getting very unlikely, despite all of our efforts to lure him back. I tried everything I could think of , driving around the nieghborhood looking hi and low, even got my nieghbors to help in the search.

Put up flyers on the community bullitin board, this is a small town so it was pretty easy to get the word out. I sat his mate, (mama Pritty), outside in thier cage to call for him, and I sat one of thier other cages out , with the doors open and food and water waiting inside. I Also put some of his food out on the roof and other high places that he may spot from above... but still no sight of the lil' guy.

The last 3 days of rain didn't help in the search much, but the trees and other plants drank it all up and used it to produce plentiful, green, foilages which will provide better food and shelter for him. I went over to the palm tree that has the nesting monk parakeets, thinking that even though the monks are quiet a bit larger , they are most simular to his breed, so maybe he decided to hang out with them awhile ... but there was no sighn of him there either.

 However, I did notice that there was a pair of tiny chicadees sharing one of the bottom nesting holes with them. And to see the big monks sharing thier tree and enormous nest with those tiny birds, makes me think they perhaps may tolerate papa pritty if he did drop by. They are very loud and sound simular to him so I figure this will eventually draw him to them. Who knows maybe one of these days I will look up in the sky and see my lil blue birdy flying solo with a flock of them green monk parakeets.

 All I want is for him to be safe healthy and happy. He has always wanted to be free every since the first day I got them so maybe it was meant to be, and maybe he is happly hopping through the trees and tasting every new plant he comes across , just having a great ol' time . At least that is the way I like to picture him now.

Mama pritty is missing her mate and lonely so I may eventualy try to find her another companian, but it is much too soon for that now. But I did find a link that may help when that time comes...found some helpful links about this if you want to check them out.

 suite 101- finding a mate for a lonely pet lovebird


mama and papa right after we first got them...


mama and papa pritty






I want to thankyou all for your support and encouraging words, I never could have gotten through this with out ya'll

Safe and Happy Pet and Critter Journies to you all!


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March 12th, 2009

5:42 PM

Little Bird Lost!

Little Bird Lost!

As some of you may know already , I have pet birds. I had a set of lovebirds for about two years now, my sister gave them to me as mature birds that had rarely been handled and although they were relocated from west Texas to South Texas, they settled in and seemed to adjust to thier new environment just fine.
Last year they even decided they were comfortable enough with their surroundings to call it home and raise a family. Unfortunately , maybe because they were young and inexperienced, the babbies never made it to hatchlings. For some reason the papa bird- (papa pritty), aborted the eggs from the nest just before they were to hatch. Up until then he devotedly tended to mama bird- (moma pritty), taking beakfuls of seed to her in the nest ,mouth feeding her, and warming the eggs if she ever left it. But she rarely left the nest at all when there were eggs. But for some reason right at the very end of the incubabation period  papa pitty turned into a "meanie" and kicked out all the eggs.
Before long they started breeding again and this time I seperated them, putting him into a smaller cage beside the mamas'. But once again the babbies were kicked out right before their hatch time... this time it was by moma Pitty, and despite the fact that she had sat on them diligently for days , barely leaving the nest for a quick bite or drink once in a while.
She left small beak marks that punctured the fragile shells, just as the papa had done previosly, while trying to abort them from the nest. I have done alot of research on this and still have no real answer as to why, so if anyone has had similar experiences with thier birds , or has any information on this I would be very interested in hearing about it .
Papa Pritty  was always the curious one and a great escape artist. He had gotten out of his cage several times by sliding through the bars or jarring the doors open with his beak. And when we tried to pin or tie the door shut, he would chew through the clothespin or wire. He even chewed through the screening we had tried to use as  an enclosure to the cage. Nothing could really detoure hime , he just always wanted to be free. Usuauly he only escaped out into another area inside the house, then later, when he was ready to be caught, he would let us put him back in the cage...
But unfortunately two days ago he got out of his cage and out of the back door! At first he just investigated the porch, so thinking I may could catch him before he flew far,  I grabbed the towel to catch him with, but by the time  I turned back around ... he had flown up to the trumpet vine and over the roof and then over the top of the roof...  in a fash he was gone and although I have looked high and low ...there is no sighn of lil papa Pritty.
 I am just heart broken. I feel terrible , my stomache is all tied up in knots because I am terrified of what will become of him, not being used to the wild , having to find his own food , and even worse ... his ability to avoid predaters. I have searched the whole nieghborhood , calling for him and spoke to my neighbors to alert them incase they may spot him.. And I left his cage out with food and water and left moma out in her cage on the porch to call for him as well, but no luck... I cannot tell you how sorry I feel that this happened and how important it is to protect your pet birds from escaping out into the wild.
Since I do have a wildlife habitat and many birds are attracted to it , I am hoping he will be drawn back here for food and water. But there may be a chance that he has decided to join the other parot type birds , namely the wild "monk parakeets" that fly over the habitat several times a day on thier journies around town. The flock of over a hundred live in a nearby palm tree that they have built a community nest in. If he did take up with them he would sure stand out , being the only blue bird in a flock of greens so it would be pretty easy to spot him.
I have had visits to the habitat from fisher lovebirds, very simular to mine, and from a yellow parakeet, wich really seem out of place in the wild like that, but they were healthy and surving well so there is always a chance that papa Pritty can make it out there in the big wide world all alone . I think If any bird could, he could, because of his persistant personality. But I am not giving up hope on him returning to the only home he has ever known and back to his life long companian who is missing him so deeply.


In my personal oppinion I think birds should not be caged , and all things that are meant to be free should be. I only excepted the birds to give them a better environment than they were living in at the time. There are far too many unwanted pet birds already out there so if you do decide to get one , please consider adoption. Many birds are given up by their owners for various reasons and are in search of a good home. My mom has adopted two birds for just this reason and I adopted a set of parakeets about 6 months ago because the owners had bought another pet and tired of caring for them.
While I was looking for more information on losing a pet bird, I found some useful links that may be very helpful in preventing anything like this from happening to yours:

escaped pet birds

when your bird escapes outside
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March 12th, 2009

5:33 PM

Sugars' surgery( Canine breast cancer)


Early Monday morning I had to take my dog, Sugar (an eight year old pitt bull ), to the vet where she was scheduled for surgery. Two years preveious she had a tumor on her mammory gland removed. The vet  thought they had caught it early and removed it all , but unfortunatly it came back, which was the reason for the early morning vet visit and repeat surgury.


The first time this was done, she had complications and lost alot of blood so they had to keep her an extra day, but this time she was out and ready to come home in just a few hours. She came through it all fine even though I was a little worried because of the problems before, and also Sugar has other health issues to consider, like artheritis , she is just like me, we don't heal and boost-back as easy as we used to when we were younger...   (big smile)


Here's some photos of Sugar and her ordeal...

This is why she had to have the surgery

This is after the surgery ...



and this is how she looked when I told her she had to have another surgury!



 Yyou can find out more about Dog Breast Cancer and how to prevent it from the links below:


mammary glands


 how to care for a Dog Diagnosed With Breast Cancer


Mammary Tumors (Cancer) in Dogs



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February 15th, 2009

8:30 AM

More habitat happenings

Yep  this time of year is always full of new critter activity. Some of the birds just drop in for a short visit to grab some food, drinks and a short rest before continuing along the migrational journies, like the cedar waxwings I showed you in my previos post. The winters here are very mild, almost like summer and the tropical climate provides lots of natural food resources so some birds hang out here all through the winter.The local birds that are here year round even change thier habits and start comming in small flocks instead of individually. With all the new and old bird visitors now the habitat is like a crouded restuarant , and very enteraining to watch. So I thought I would share a few more photos ...

yellow rumped warblers
are still hoppin' all around!

yellow warbler
 two pairs of them buzz through the branch tips cleaning out all the lil' bugs and spiders for me

I love hearing their dainty songs echo all around . The flock is huge this year and I say " the more, the merrier!"

 these lil guys are great big comedians, hanging upside down and doing flips along the branches. And the way they hammer through the seed nuts with thier beaks to get to the heart of the nuts is pretty amazing

loves to hop along the garden boundries, plucking  goodies out from under all the stone and wooden borders

 They gather up mouthfulls of seeds and nuts and stash them in every lil' nook and cranny they can find. They have so many hiding places I don't know how they keep up with them all !

robin and woodpecker
A few robins have started trickeling through, this one shares a drink with the woodpecker

These guys drop in two to three times a day and they are the loudest and most colorful birds on the scene right now. They make repeated trips down to the feeders, grabbing large mouthfulls of seed and nuts then fly back up into the tree to eat and tuck away any extras for a later snack.

female cardinal
Although the cardinals are here year round, I never tire of their beauty 

Squirells are just so fun to watch, like a little child - they must explore everything!

If I forget to leave them out a peanut treat  they will come right up to the back door to remind me ...

there are alot of these guys hiding amongst the old vinages and shrubberies. These are "anos" and they have the ability to adapt thier skin colorations to their surroundings, so they can be brown like these one minute... and bright green the next. I think these two are blending in with thier surroundings pretty well... 


It's a beautiful day here , the air is full of happy bird song ... I think they are asking me to come out and join them  so you all know where I will be... 
Happy nature and wildlife trails to you all!

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