Many of you might remember Kekoa, the ring neck pheasant we took under our wing in 2008. It's been a little over a year now since we had to send Kekoa upcountry, but we have another pheasant that is almost as good. This is his dad or as we call him, BIG DADDY or Limpy because he has a bum right leg. He has always had a bad leg, but this April we noticed it had gotten worse. He still manages to come all the way across the yard with no problem when I call him for dinner though. Here are a few pics from yesterdays feeding. He has been living in the pine trees next door for at least the last 5 years... maybe longer. As of few months ago he was not so into us. Lately all I have to do is call for him and here he comes... within about 12 feet I'd say. I toss the seed down, take a few steps back and sit in the grass while he eats. Little by little we are getting closer, but we won't be petting or hand feeding him anytime soon. And no Mac Nuts either. It's just nice to be this close to nature and have them know you mean them no harm.
|You can see his right foot is twice the size of his left. This is a new injury. The 2x4's are braces we made to hold up the banana plants heavy with fruit.|
|Sharing breakfast with the male Grey Francolin also known as Franky and a slew of Zebra Doves. More on them soon.|