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Post by Horacewimp on Jun 12, 2017 18:51:25 GMT
I think I might get one of those to guard my office!!
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Post by BSJ on Jun 12, 2017 19:00:21 GMT
What would you name him/her?
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Post by Horacewimp on Jun 12, 2017 19:11:32 GMT
What would you name him/her? Smokey after the condor moment.
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Post by BSJ on Jun 12, 2017 19:13:52 GMT
The ducks!
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Post by unomusette on Jun 12, 2017 20:43:32 GMT
Love the guy with his friendly condor, I wonder how they got together?
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Post by Helmut83 on Jun 13, 2017 0:35:50 GMT
Food surely. It takes patience and being constant but I've seen similar things, only with smaller birds. The other possibility is the condor was wounded. If you save a wounded bird and feed it it can become like your pet in as little as 2 days. It happened to me when I was young with a calandria, my sister and I saved it from a dog, then the next day it was recovered but wouldn't leave. It flew straight to our hands and landed on our fingers, ala Mary Poppins. Talking about experiences with birds, I still owe vlogdance a photo. When I was young my family used to have a ñandú (a South American kind of ostrich) as a pet in the country. It followed us everywhere and came along when we went out walking. Then it grew up and it became massive and pretty intimidating, although it never attacked humans. Gonna search and if I can find a photo of it -not sure there's any- I'm going to share it.
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Post by unomusette on Jun 13, 2017 21:02:51 GMT
Wow, can't wait to see pics of the ñandú, wonder if it ever had a llama encounter? And who would have come out on top?
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Post by Helmut83 on Jun 14, 2017 2:43:55 GMT
No, no llamas in my family land unfortunately. Hope to have a few some day though.
I don't know, llamas seem to be cool, peaceful guys while our ñandú had his ferocious days when he grew up. He used to catch the dogs by their nose and wave them up and down.
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Post by vlogdance on Jun 14, 2017 12:13:58 GMT
No, no llamas in my family land unfortunately. Hope to have a few some day though. I don't know, llamas seem to be cool, peaceful guys while our ñandú had his ferocious days when he grew up. He used to catch the dogs by their nose and wave them up and down. Didn't you say your ñandú was best friends with a sheep and they went everywhere together? If so, we can guess who might have whispered a few dog-handling suggestions to him...
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Post by vlogdance on Jun 14, 2017 14:25:06 GMT
Out and about this morning, I wandered into a department store. Next to the suitcases, there were some smart luggage labels. Including, to my delight, one in the shape of a llama! With so many of us forumheads in holiday mode, I couldn't resist reaching for my pen... and filling in Travel Llama's destination. Happy holidays, all.
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Post by Helmut83 on Jun 14, 2017 18:58:38 GMT
What a fantastic luggage label! I'd like to have one of those llamas. No wonder you couldn't resist the temptation of labeling it's tag (I thought you were going to pick "Destination Unknown" though). Didn't you say your ñandú was best friends with a sheep and they went everywhere together? Poor ñandú he had an identity crisis while growing, because we got him really young (his mother had been killed by hunters) and there was no one else of his species around. At first he followed us humans, but then we weren't all the time in the country so he had to find another adoptive family member/s. He was with the dogs for some time but he pecked their eyes so the dogs lost patience and didn't want him around. So he ended up being mates with a motherless sheep who was around, they went everywhere together and slept the ñandú on top of the sheep. Weird team it was. I've found a couple of photos of him but only when he was very young, which is a pity because what was impressive about him is his size when he grew up. But in those times you had to pay for each photo and we weren't exactly rich so my father was stingy with the photos. Also, at first having him was a novelty, then we got used to it. These are all the photos of Beto the Ñandú I could find: Here he was only a newly born chicken and followed my older sister as if she were his mother
Close up Look how tiny he was then. Then when he grew up he could peck the horses' eyes. It's incredible to think that such a small and cute chicken then evolves to be such a fearsome creature. Here he's a bit more grown up: I was trying to teach him respect. I must have been about 15 then but it seems I already had a brilliant aura around me. And I'm pretty sure this has to be the sheep he was friends with, but there isn't a picture of the two together:
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Post by eloneen on Jun 14, 2017 19:21:34 GMT
At a picnic I attended over the weekend, I was talking to a really sweet, very distinguished older lady (in her 80s) whom I have known for a couple of years. As we were enjoying all of the old R&B music that was being played by our hosts, she revealed to us that she went to school with none other than Little Richard. She said he sat behind her in sixth grade. I asked her if he pulled on her ponytail and said things like "Wop bop a loo bop a lop bam boom," and she said "No, but boy did he like to hum. He hummed all the time, ALL THE TIME." (That must have been very annoying to her at the time, but it was a sign of things to come!!) She said she spoke to him after a performance a few years ago, and he remembered her from way back then, and they hugged and had a great conversation. That just made me smile!
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Post by unomusette on Jun 14, 2017 21:32:18 GMT
Bwaaahahaaaaa! vlogdance , you've really excelled yourself with the lovely llama label, definitely one of your best Thanks for the great ñandú pics Helmut83, especially the ones with you in. It's hard to tell if he is listening carefully to your instructions or just sizing you up for a good pecking. Judging by his later behaviour I think I can guess which. Fancy finding out that your friend was at school with Little Richard, eloneen , amazing. Maybe the humming was just his way of trying to contain all the awesomeness which he later released (and still does) on stage. He's such a legend
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Post by Helmut83 on Jun 14, 2017 21:46:07 GMT
Thanks for the great ñandú pics Helmut83 , especially the ones with you in. It's hard to tell if he is listening carefully to your instructions or just sizing you up for a good pecking. Judging by his later behaviour I think I can guess which. Yeap, that guess is right, he never learnt to respect me and was probably measuring the distance to my face to see if he could peck me there by jumping. Not too much of a problem when he was that size, but when he got almost as tall as me standing up it was whole different matter. The strength those birds have is remarkable. I've searched through a lot of old photos to get the ones of the ñandú and in the process I also found several of other not-so-frequent pets I've had throughout the years which I will share soon in the "post a picture of your pet" thread.
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Post by unomusette on Jun 14, 2017 21:52:01 GMT
Dare I ask what eventually happened to the ñandú? I bet the dogs were glad to see the back of him. And did you ever name him?
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