Town Raven

Town Raven
In flight


This is a diary, or rather, field notes written up each day, with the latest entry at the top.

To get the full story, start at the bottom entry in the archive, and read upwards.
Then read the current diary entries from the bottom up as well.

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Location Map

Location Map
This shows where we walk and meet the ravens
The yellow and pink squiggly lines are two walks we take. The yellow one is the one we usually do. The squigglyness indicates how Madame visits her several important sniffing check-points!
We stop several times to feed the ravens, and you can see where they come from.

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Saturday, 27 March 2010

March 27th

Honestly - I was up by 5.30 a.m. - but when did I leave the house?
At 6.50 a.m.! 
It is well-known that the more time one thinks one's got, the later one arrives where one needs to be!

It was again mild and dry, with watery sunshine. No raven calls when I got to the big field - but as I reached the middle, the quarry pair turned up. It seemed to me they were keen to get some food before the other lot arrived, and they did not call.

However,  I could see one of the young pair sitting on the top branch in a tree in the spinney - he was observing, and came down when I walked up to the enclosure. Then his companion arrived as well.
While I was feeding them, the quarry pair flew up, from behind my back, and one of them tried to get the scrap I had thrown for one of the young pair. A slight kerfuffle ensued, mostly flapping wings, and the quarry raven retreated.

The young black dog who had chased the ravens the other day came along the footpath - and chased the ravens again! Both pairs flew off, while I waited at the enclosure, still having some more scraps to distribute.

When that young dog finally walked off, all four ravens came back to me, and got the rest of the scraps. This time, the companion of the young raven croaked while she had a piece of meat in her beak.

I left the big field and the ravens, and went home, having something important to do that morning.

The important task I had to do was - picking up a new companion, a new house wolf, from a dog rescue place. 

Meet Bonnie --------------------->>>

I took her out for a brief introduction to her new home area, and we walked up into the ravens field and to the enclosure.

Lo and behold - the bold pair came flying in, sitting on the fence posts, eyeing us! So I threw them the snippets of sausage I'd taken with me for Bonnie, right into the enclosure. She didn't know what this was all about - she'll learn soon enough!
The ravens meanwhile landed in the enclosure and took the snippets of sausage.

We'll see how things play out tomorrow morning ...

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