Outlaw Pete
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Fireman; Any idea what colour those Greenies should end up as? I'm finding all this very interesting. To be honest? I used to read about aviculture and showing and so on. It always seemed to state the bird should be as big as possible. Especially the head. I'd go into a seething rage about that. I always thought; " Why not just breed the f**king birds as they're found in nature?! " A 'Cinnamon' Greenfinch was anathema, to me. (" It's a f**king GREENfinch, FFS! Not a Cinnamonfinch! " And so I'd boil and seethe. Blood pressure be damned! ) Reading this board has altered my view.
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Redpoll's, Millet? We have Lesser Redpoll here. Never found a nest though. But, I've ringed my share of Willow Warblers. " AA " rings! Like trying to read a phone number in a tear drop! I have it so much easier though, see? I just have to slip the skinny leg through a slit. One leg. One slit. Crimp. Job done. But, getting those toes lined up and aiming them at an impossibly small hole? Nah! Sod that. My eyes are way past threading needles with rubber!
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With all you lads hard at it, struggling to get your chicks rung with those infernal (If entirely necessary) Close Rings, I thought I'd show you how I get to do it. The tits are hatching now. So, this afternoon I strolled round a few boxes. Two of my Blue Tits are a shade small yet. But, these Great Tits looked up for it. Box is amongst a small stand of sitka spruce, up behind here. Now, I don't know about you. But, we like to take them out of the nest / box and put them in our hat. This is why I always wear this old bush hat for ringing. Keeps them happy and protecte
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LMFAO!!! Well, she sure as shit has now! Craziest bit is the way I stood right there and watched her! It simply didn't sink in what was happening! I've just stood there and thought; " Aaaah, bless! She's found something to roll in! Look at her driving her shoulder into it! ..... Oh, there it is, look. Piney shit. Well, she obviously likes that " Then we've got home and I'm suddenly like; " Jesus f**king christ!!! Me Dog's covered in f**kin shit!!! " :laugh: Anyway, laundry day? Good god! Think I wash everything, every time one of my dogs leaves a paw print on it? Tel
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Fireman; We only ring adults, caught in my bosses mist net (I haven't got a mist net permit and I don't want one. I'm not in the least bit comfortable with getting birds out of them so I have nothing to do with them. I use various types of small traps) Regards Bullie's at the nest though? Yes, they're a recognised (in the context of nest recording) dodgy species. Very dodgy birds. Extremely prone to desertion. In balance; I extremely strictly watch out for the birds welfare as my paramount concern. Therefore, I simply refuse to have anything to do with a known dodgy species. What goo
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FPMSL!!!
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Pine Marten Shit in the morning! It makes me think of rolling all over my Dads fresh bed!!! :laugh: Result of her first walk! She's f**king covered in it! What the f**k have I brought upon myself now?!
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What I can't work out is; How the f**k did they invent those suits in the first place? I just imagine some lunatic sewing a sheet to themselves and saying, " I wonder if This'll work? " Then leaping off a f**king mountain!
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I must admit; Through a lifetime of Birding the south of england, they were indeed a deeply uncommon occurrence. Now? I certainly see them more often than I do Song Thrushes. I's say I must see a pair most months of the year. Ringed a few too. I'd say the most common bird around me is the Great Tits. Funny. I had them counted to a head. Between five and seven were attending my feeders every day. I kept counting them for ages. Then, my governor turned up and put the mist net up I think we ringed something like twenty five f**king GT's that day! What I'd thought to be half a dozen b
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Lurch; I have the ability to read, by choice, any individual post you make. I read that one and a few others. Hell, I even 'Liked' one of yours! Okay, mate. No hard feelings. I'm off to UnBlock you now. And, yes, Andrew Vachss IS the f**king Daddy! I can't reccomend him too strongly. Try tracking back, through that link, and having a look at some of the other short stories he has on there. Some seriously good shit! I have the vast majority of his books here, on a dedicated shelf. The " Burke " novels are wanking material!
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I, too, have been touched indirectly, so far, by that curse. So many friends and family ..... I'd like to show you all a short story, by an author I'm a massive fan of. Andrew Vachss. It's called Dope Fiend. It hits the mark, with me.
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Stealthy; Are you talking about a 'Ringers' ring (BTO) or some form of colour ring, mate?
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Saw this chap, the other day Hen's obviously incubating, somewhere around.
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I wanted to top up my phone, yesterday. Seemed I'd forgotten my log in details. So I rang O2 to ask them. Now, I must say, it seemed to take half the night, listening to 'the following options' and pressing 2. But, how lovely it was, finally, to hear a female voice with a trace of Irish accent saying " My name is Linda. How may I help you? " It was great! We then proceeded to communicate like two human beings who shared a common language. I understood every word she spoke and never once had to ask her to repeat herself. Best of all, once she'd sorted my problem, I was able
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:laugh: I've LONG since run out of 'Likes' on this thread, today. But, f**k me! That one deserves at least three of its own!
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I racked my head for about six weeks. Was offered, and followed up, countless leads by some Great people on here, mostly by PM. Everything was falling down. FOD ~ through no fault of his own ~ was being forced to the wall. I was begging him to 'Keep The Faith'. I'd given him my sworn word that I'd sort it. I was losing sleep and thinking of nothing else, day and night. I'd thrown all I had at it and was clutching at straws. Then, out of no where, Chid rode up! He squinted. Spat cheroot juice at the ground and growled; " I'll f**king sort it! ". Spurred his horse and galloped away.
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She's f**king Gorgeous!
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Absolutely, mate! That's just a piddly little set up I had my little terrier on. She'll not be out of my sight whilst she's on that one. And, as soon as I go back into town I'll be buying the many and various bits that go into one of my chain rigs. I'll build her her own, customised one
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Yeah well; Here goes My f**king image altogether! Click it and see her move!
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:icon_eek: F**k Me!!! Where did That go?!? I've never seen the likes of it! F**king Destroyed her hunk of lamb ribs before I knew what was happening! F**k! Jaws like a hyaena! Likes her f**kin grub!
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Never going to happen here, mate! I always feed mine on well separated chains. They go on their Feed Chains. They get, and eat, their grub. They stay out there to digest it. Then in they all come But, I would (and have) Never dreamed of allowing two or more loose dogs to encounter food. (And she hasn't moved a f**king muscle! That's one bushed out little dog! )
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Just thought I'd show you all how she's settling in Made herself quite at home! Yes. That is my f**king bed! She caused quite a stir in town. The taxi driver I'd booked to bring me to get her let me down. So, having got her from Chid, I had to figure out how I was getting her home. Whilst thinking, I took her down to meet Hugh. He was bowled over! Then, we went to the cash point and a guy there asked what breed she was. Obviously admiring her. Pub opened, so in I went for a cup of tea while I called another taxi. She behaved impeccably, of course. Padraig turned up,
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:toast: Chid's my f**king hero!!! Works out? We've just spent the last hour cuddled up together on the bed! Now, typing a sentence takes me half an hour, because she so insists on me rubbing her head Poor little soul's seeking reassurance that she's not gonna be put in another motor and handed over to someone else. Fat f**king chance of that!!! Ooh! That's it! Rub her ears and she's in heaven! Happy, Happy, Happy!!!
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I'd stop and say more. But, right now, she won't let me stop rubbing her head Now, I think we'll both go and crash out for a bit. Bless!!! With that, she's gone and laid on the bed!
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Up. About. Waiting for That Call!
