Town Raven

Town Raven
In flight


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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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Sunday, 28 March 2010

March 28th - Palm Sunday

It was dry and reasonably mild this morning, the sun was up, but still watery and feeble, and we'd not heard any raven calls.

We left the house at 7.25 a.m. - but that is Summer Time: the clocks went forward today, so it actually was 6.25 a.m. according to yesterday's clock.

We had a long walk, firstly all the way round the quarry field and then the small arboretum, so that Miss Bonnie got some exercise, seeing that I cannot let her off her lead yet. 

This astonished the ravens, since we came to the enclosure in the ravens field from the far side, where the allotments are. But first one, then the other of the young pair did come flying in, sitting on the fence posts, then going into the enclosure to pick up some scraps. 
Miss Bonnie was very well behaved, sitting nicely, but then she didn't know yet what this is all about - and she did get a scrap as well.

We walked back the 'more-food' way, but the young pair did not follow us. As we got to the enclosure in the big field, no ravens came, so I threw some scraps into the enclosure and we started to walk back home, me having to be mindful that Miss Bonnie did not meet yellow labradors, which she dislikes intensely.

On our second walk in the early afternoon, we got to the spinney at 1 p.m. It was sunny and warm, but Llandaff Fields was exceedingly well populated by children on tiny bikes, dogs, and people.

However, as Miss Bonnie took a sniff, at a patch of grass at the spinney, a raven landed on the footpath behind us, and wiped his beak loudly on the tarmac. 
He then followed us, flying into the sycamore at the corner of the spinney, and from there flew to sit on a fence post at the enclosure in the ravens field.

It was the bold raven, he was alone. I threw him a couple of the kibble I'd taken for Miss Bonnie, knowing that the bold raven likes eating them. 
It seems he recognises me, and it doesn't matter to him if I am on my own, or, in the past, with Madame Dog, and now with Miss Bonnie, whom he's only seen once.

I shall now take raven food with me on all our outings, just in case!

Tomorrow, we'll have to get out earlier, due to the clocks having changed forward - so it'll be an early night for the two of us!


Anonymous said...

Hi {Yma} this is realwest! I'm so glad to read that you have another house wolf, Miss Bonnie!! She is a pretty little thing - do you think that with exercise and more food she'll get any larger?
And I'm pleased to read that the Ravens don't seem fazed by her being with you, nor did she seem anything more than puzzled - at least, unlike Bas, she didn't want to chase after them!!
In any event, I don't know how the heck you can keep getting up so early every morning - for your consitutional and now to walk Miss Bonnie and interact with the Ravens!

yma said...

Hiya, realwest -
getting up early, especially when the days get longer, is not at all hard.
Also, I think being stuck indoors is more tiring, in a different way, than being out in the fresh air. So these new conditions will hopefully be quite beneficial.

As for my new house wolf - well, she is still on the lead, and will remain on the lead for at least another two weeks. she needs to obey my recall and come when i call - and she needs to 'learn' these new surroundings so that they are familiar and not something where she feels she has to rush off after everything.
Unfortunately she seems to know very well that squirrels are something to be chased ...
I've changed her name, by the way. She is now called 'Sophie' - she likes it, and responds, whereas when I called her 'Bonnie', she seemed to hesitate and think if it was her I had called.

She is sweet, but a handful outdoors.

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