Town Raven

Town Raven
In flight

ITS A DIARY !

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.


Once you've got the full story, just visit and read the new story for the day!

Enjoy!

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.

If you right-click on the image and open it in a new tab, you can then zoom in to see more details.

Sunday 30 May 2010

Sunday, May 30th


It was sunny and dry this morning, still cool though, and we went to Pontcanna Fields so that Miss Sophie got the opportunity and training to be away from me (still on the 15-yard lead) but come back when I call. and I need to practice to step on the lead when necessary, so that I can let her roam with the lead trailing.

Half-way along we met Buffy and Molly, with Hilary. Miss Sophie is fine with them now, and we all walked together for the rest of the walk. 

I've been told that poor Bas had been attacked by a huge Labrador. He's ok, but he'd been pinned to the ground, on his back. The woman owner of that lab was miles away ... that is why I'm so pernickety about having Miss Sophie come back on command, no matter what. I don't want her to get into fights, or start them, God forbid.

No ravens came while we were walking around Pontcanna Fields, though I did see a couple on the ground, in the vicinity of the nest.

May 29th


It was raining - real rain, not just drizzle - when we left the house at 6.50 a.m. There was also a cold NW wind, so it was no surprise that Llandaff Fields was not very populated.

We went the usual way to the ravens field. There had been no raven calls, and the first raven appeared only as we got half-way to the middle of the wall next to the allotments. 
We had heard a soft croaking, and I tried to see where that raven was sitting. I couldn't make out which tree the croaking had come from - and then I saw him, sitting on the wall!

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