[LeonieBird]

A tradie and his mate​

My husband a tradie, at the end of his work day, sits on back porch and his mate Kookie sits with him.
We live in country Victoria.

 

[Sethia Soliman]

A tradie and his mate​

My husband a tradie, at the end of his work day, sits on back porch and his mate Kookie sits with him.
We live in country Victoria.

THIS IS TOO WHOLESOME! I LOVE IT!

 

[Joyem]

Birds can be so trusting.

 

[Annette V]

Oh, this picture is so lovely… Clearly your lucky husband and Kookie have a special trusting bond.

 

[Groovy]

I used to feed by hand lots of birds in my yard: magpies, miners, lorikeets, crested pigeons, cookaburras, and some of them even came inside my home. Animals can get closer to you if you gain their trust slowly. They’re so beautiful!!!

 

[Annette V]

Oh, that's just wonderful and what a joy it must have been to share your life and yard with all those beautiful birds.

 

[Groovy]

Oh, that's just wonderful and what a joy it must have been to share your life and yard with all those beautiful birds.

Thank You It was wonderful!! It took some time, but it was worth the wait. Believe it or not, it was in Brisbane in the central suburb of New Farm. We had a big palm tree in the yard and the lorikeets used to nest in it. We used to have also rosellas visiting, but they would fly away if they heard or saw us. We moved 2 years ago and miss them all.

 

[LeonieBird]

Oh, this picture is so lovely… Clearly your lucky husband and Kookie have a special trusting bond.

Yes the Kookie is very trusting and loves my husband.

 

[Cheekyface 1]

A tradie and his mate​

My husband a tradie, at the end of his work day, sits on back porch and his mate Kookie sits with him.
We live in country Victoria.

Thats a lovely shot there Leonie. I used to live in a caravan park years ago and an elderly chappie down the end of our road, (in the park) used to always feed a kooka . I used to see him morning and night when I came and went to work. One day I walked down to his caravan and the kooka was sitting on his porch so I asked him why he feeds it. He put out his hand and the bird jumped on, then he raised his arm and I could then see the bird had no bottom to its beak. Now I understood that he was keeping the bird alive as it couldn't go and find its own food. He told me some young blokes had caught it in a trap and cut off the lower beak. That made my blood really boil. Some weeks later, the old chappie fell unconscious in his van and his neighbour though it odd that the bird was waiting so long for breakfast so went to check on him. He was rushed off to hospital and never returned. So the neighbour took over feeding the bird. When the council closed the park some months later, the bird was caught and taken to a sanctuary, so I guess its life was better that it would have been left in the wild.

 

[LeonieBird]

Thats a lovely shot there Leonie. I used to live in a caravan park years ago and an elderly chappie down the end of our road, (in the park) used to always feed a kooka . I used to see him morning and night when I came and went to work. One day I walked down to his caravan and the kooka was sitting on his porch so I asked him why he feeds it. He put out his hand and the bird jumped on, then he raised his arm and I could then see the bird had no bottom to its beak. Now I understood that he was keeping the bird alive as it couldn't go and find its own food. He told me some young blokes had caught it in a trap and cut off the lower beak. That made my blood really boil. Some weeks later, the old chappie fell unconscious in his van and his neighbour though it odd that the bird was waiting so long for breakfast so went to check on him. He was rushed off to hospital and never returned. So the neighbour took over feeding the bird. When the council closed the park some months later, the bird was caught and taken to a sanctuary, so I guess its life was better that it would have been left in the wild.

Oh how sad. We dont feed this one a lot, just on the odd occasion. But he does love being near my husband for quiet time. We know that his mate has died, as my husband found it on the road. So we think this one is lonely.