Primitive Archer
Main Discussion Area => Around the Campfire => Topic started by: Postman on December 15, 2011, 11:46:54 pm
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Police office neighbor called this morning for advice on this guy he found on our road. Probably hit a limb or got hit by a car last night. Took him to the High School and called the local wildlife rescue group that specializes in raptors. I Took them a red tail 6 years ago with a broken wing from the same road, and tried to help the DNR guys catch an injured bald eagle with 1 leg in the same spot we found "Screech" here.
Bad place to be a raptor.
The redtail was released at the school, hopefully I'll get to see this guy fly again, too.
BTW, No, I'm not under the influence - he has just gotten a talon in my thumb.
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Those birds are so cool. I live right in the middle of town and have a family of them that hang out in the huge Maple in my yard. You can here them at night and watch them snatch bugs and tree fogs under the street light in front of my house.
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Good save postman. Those are neat little owls. I love the sound of an owl hooting in the night. That sound lulled me to sleep every night when I was a kid. Now I live in town and miss it.
Cipriano
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Those little buggers are aply named. Amazing what a hideous noise comes out of such a small bird. They also vary wildly in color from the silver like you have there to a beautiful brown. Hope your thumb is OK? Quite a bit of power in those feet.
I'm surprised JW hasn't posted since he's such a raptor guy. You OK up there John??
George
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Handsome critter.
Del
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Good save,beautiful bird. :)
Pappy
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Good job! funny how their head is so big just to accomadate the huge eyes. Wonderful animals!
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I had one hit my windshield once, I stopped and picked him up and noticed he was still breathing. I took him home and left him in the back of my truck and kept checking on him every twenty minutes or so. After about an hour he was sitting up, and maybe another hour when I went out to check on him he saw me and pitched out of the back of my truck and flew into the woods. Must have just addeled him I guess.
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OWLS have always been special to me also. All ways had owl pets as a kid growinb up. I even have a owl tat on my back. HUNTERS OF THE NIGHT. No better sound in spring gobbler season. I hunt a lot on river cliffs ,there not a morning go's by you don't here a few. Matter a fact everywhere I hunt you can here BARED OLWS. I just love their laughs.I live on a farm And have barn owls nest everyyear in the barn rafters. Hoot every morning when they go to roost every evening when they start to wake up.
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Well done on the rescue. I hope that the little guy makes it.
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Had one of those let loose a screech about an hour before daylight one morning when
I was 20' up a tree. Almost un-assed that stand.
Lane
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Excellent Save!
Have a few that frequent our yard. :)
-gus
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I was riding my bike one night and one flew out of a tree and hit me on the head lucky I had my brain bucket on. Don't know how the owl fared.
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crookedarrow, I know what you mean. Down here in the Swamps during Turkey season I love to here it when 3 or 4 start back and forth. I'll start hooting to bring as many as I can in close, so they start competing.When they start dueling it sounds like monkey's screaming. Turkeys go nuts gobbling.
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Not many peoples heard them laugh. Your right their awesome when the do that.
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I was riding my bike one night and one flew out of a tree and hit me on the head lucky I had my brain bucket on. Don't know how the owl fared.
Breeding season, 'nuff said.
Eastern Screechie, grey phase, sweet! Fives whopping ounces of terror in the night! Their call is acombination of a horse neighing and a woman screaming, guaranteed to make the hair on your neck stand up. The Western Screech is much the same, but with a darker beak (easy to tell when you are looking at them 40 ft up in a pine tree at 2 a.m. and the moon behind a cloud, ya know).
Check out his camoflauge pattern. To heck with anything Mossy Oak puts out, this guy has got it nailed!
Not sure about the Easterns, but the Westerns are known to snatch bats out of the air while hunting. THAT is some serious arial combat manouevering.
The Black Hills Raptor Center has a Western named Boo. He has sunk talons to the bone on me before. They may be small, but needle sharp talons and and some serious leg muscles do the damage fast.
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Ah, thought you'd be by eventually. Cool little birds, silent death on the wing. Lots there I didn't know. And we haven't even talked about how cool the owl pellets are to take apart. 8)
George
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I have a couple hundred sterilized owl pellets from our great horned own, Icarus. Guaranteed to contain rat bones, fur, etc. Lemme know how many you need for your kids and their classrooms!
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I was lucky-he didn't break the skin, he was so out of it. I'll take you up on the pellets, have 2 let ya know - thanks!
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When I was in my 20's a man I knew came by with an injured Sparrow Hawk he had found, he had heard that I took care of animals sometimes. I nursed the Hawk back to health over the course of the Summer, fed him raw meat like beef or ground meat. I remember towards the end of my time caring for him that he would perch on the hydro lines and I would feed him by throwing raw meat up in the air, which he would catch it in mid air.
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I once worked on a Wood Duck restoration project in Eastern Nebraska. We had to check the nest boxes to determing percentage of use by Woodies. I opened one box and there was a Screech Owl in it. Fast Asleep! You could touch him and we woudn't move. He was alive for sure, but eyes closed. Gorgeous little bird.
Merry Christmas All!
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That is Cool as Heck Mr. St Louis...
Rescued a Mallard Hen, in a broken egg, from Fire Ants (spits on the ground), she still had her yoke sack attached.
As she grew, she'd eat corn meal out of my lip, (like a dip).
She rode ahead of me a'horseback, and loved to stand on my pony's rump and keep an eye on me when we were doing chores
And she would orbit me when we'd all go swimming (the duck and the horse and me) in stock tanks or secret lakes.
Had free run of the house, did her business in a cat box, and would come Storming through the house every day when I got home from school.
Her name was Bobber.
:)
-gus
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I remember towards the end of my time caring for him that he would perch on the hydro lines and I would feed him by throwing raw meat up in the air, which he would catch it in mid air.
That was excellent training for a bird that makes most of it's living catching bugs on the wing! I have a sparrowhawk, or American Kestrel. Colorful little tyker. I am currently training him to fly to glove so that we can fly him in classroom education programs.