tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1683820086494160416.post3535111194122630534..comments2023-05-13T08:36:34.316-06:00Comments on Mountain Refuge: 17 April 2013FreedomoftheHillshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11814351046926976038noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1683820086494160416.post-51224949494334090242013-04-19T17:56:45.340-06:002013-04-19T17:56:45.340-06:00The first two, I believe, were just because he fou...The first two, I believe, were just because he found the hatchlings and after a good while, never saw the mama come. Coupling that with a dead buzzard out on the highway, he raised the first two out of sheer compassion. These current chicks were found by or given to the local ag teacher who, knowing of his prior experience with buzzards, asked if he would take them in. RememberGoliadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12459447681549679993noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1683820086494160416.post-62288097625256502582013-04-19T15:26:41.278-06:002013-04-19T15:26:41.278-06:00I sure did enjoy your story of Sancho the buzzard!...I sure did enjoy your story of Sancho the buzzard! I've never made the acquaintance of a buzzard before, but have known ravens, and they are amazing creatures. What is your friend's purpose in raising these birds? Sounds like they make fine pets! And are probably somewhat alarming to visitors who are not used to them... Thanks for sharing the story.FreedomoftheHillshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11814351046926976038noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1683820086494160416.post-51988792683119171792013-04-17T17:36:23.337-06:002013-04-17T17:36:23.337-06:00That ol' buzzard's cousin Muninn! I don&#...That ol' buzzard's cousin Muninn! I don't doubt for a bit he's as canny as you write about. <br /><br />Last weekend, I had the pleasure of being a guest at a friend's house up in east-central Texas, in a house built before the war of northern aggression. He has a couple of babies he's nursing. They live in his living room, in a pasteboard box, underneath a drop light. Two brothers...or brother and sister... at any rate, siblings.... a pair of black face buzzards! Can't really call them cute, but they have distinct personalities, and Richard told me that he's raised buzzards before, and they are about on the intelligence level of dogs, as far as thought process and yes, loyalty! One of the earlier pair still hangs around the house for table scraps and other odds and ends, much like Muninn. Sancho has been known to "knock" on the back door if they're not prompt enough with the scraps! <br /><br />He (Sancho) had me completely unnerved Sunday morning. I was the first one awake, and had to go to town to replace something I had borrowed the night before, so I let myself out the back door and walked around the house to my truck, and perched on the headache rack was this enormous black buzzard. When I opened the door, he scooted over and made some knocking and rasping noises and just looked at me like, "Good thing you're MOVING or I'd have breakfast since you disturbed my nap!" I made some comment like you must be Sancho, and when I said his name, he hopped back over to me and started cocking his head and making more buzzard-speak. Wished I had carried out some snack for him, but didn't. As I climbed into the truck, he flapped up into a tree. When I got back a half hour later or so, he was perched on the corner of the porch over the door, and greeted me with some more noise and a little dance. Later that morning when Richard fed him, I got to feed him some too. Really something I never in my life thought I'd do! <br /><br />But...thanks to Muninn being in your story, though, Chris, I was prepared for, if not expecting, some of Sancho's actions. To the rest of y'all reading this: If ravens are anything like buzzards, he nailed it with Muninn!RememberGoliadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12459447681549679993noreply@blogger.com