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budgiechops · 1 year
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A flower crown for Olwyn
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kosaciec · 2 years
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pigeonwarrior · 6 months
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thebirdens · 2 months
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its been over 2 years since I posted anything on this account.. I still have my birdies although everyone is starting to get up there in age. I affectionately refer to it as a retirement home
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katskip · 2 years
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SAILOR AND BRANDY ARE AVAILABLE FOR ADOPTION
It’s just not working, here at our new place. I love them so, so so so much but its just not working for them, or for me, or for my neighbors. They could be so much happier with someone else.
Sailor is an OGO rooster hatched on October 9, 2018. He’s incredibly friendly with most people, knows his name, enjoys a good shoulder, recalls easily, doesn’t hate being handled and will start wooing you as soon as you come near his nest box. He’s a classic pinchy boy, and will try to wrestle your hand into submission - this is normal, its how pigeon boys try to win over the ladies. He likes to play with bells, rings, pieces of straw and his own shed feathers. He starts cooing at 6 AM sharp every single morning, by the way!
Brandy is Sailor’s OGO/Dutch Capuchine half-sister, hatched October 24 2019. They are bonded together. She’s a bit more jumpy than Sailor and enjoys her personal space, but she doesn’t shy away from a handful of seeds and will usually fly over when I call her (if she’s not busy tending her nest).
These two are both from a line of birds with health issues, so they shouldn’t be bred. Doesn’t stop them from trying, though - you will have to religiously swap their eggs for fakes every month.
They come with their pigeon pants (essentially a birdie diaper), which they haven’t really been exposed to enough. You may not be able to just slap em on- they should be conditioned first. That said, both birds are perfectly happy free-flying either in a loft or indoors, and if they are well-fed, they are easy to clean up after. If they live inside, be aware that together they produce quite a bit of dust and (during moulting season) feathers. I use a small air purifier, personally.
They may be ready to go as early as next week. Together, they are $45 plus shipping (which can be anywhere from $25 to $65 depending on distance).
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lynleyloft · 2 years
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[Image ID: A photograph, taken through aviary mesh, of a pair of pigeons inside a loft. One of them is a white old german owl pigeon, the other is a grey turkish tumbler. They are laying, very relaxed, around a small, brightly coloured xylophone. End ID]
so, my camera is still broken, so i have not been taking many photos, however, i borrowed a phone to take this quick shot of the birds (Seagull and Pigeon) not understanding how to use their new toy, right before i went out to wash the loft because, you guys, the poops that pigeons do when they’re sitting on eggs are disgusting. no one prepared me. 
the four eggies have been swapped for pingpong balls (and candled to verify that they are unfertilised) and are still being cared for by all three birds, although they have some sort of hinge thing going on, because Pigeon is only allowed in the nest when Seagull is in it- Sparrow chases her off. Seagull, you slut. 
the birds have been enjoying the winter weather- as soon as it starts raining they run out to bathe, or stand on the most exposed perches and get really sodden. during a recent storm, Seagull found a spot under a broken gutter that absolutely pelted her with water and stood under the waterfal like a swimsuit model. comfortable!
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ms-marz · 3 months
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Pierre is an old German owl pigeon and a trustworthy postman.
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puhpandas · 9 months
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How do you think a friend group of Cassie, Evan and Gregory would be like. Also random but what birds do you like?
gregory and Cassie work really well together with their personalities and they can sass eachother while being able to match eachothers energy. they have history together and their first meeting was one spawned from kindness, and that makes them closer. even if they arent related, they view eachother as brother and sister and family because of their dynamic
cassie and evan get along as in they understand eachother, with Cassie being an emotional person but having people like Gregory who dont ridicule her for it unlike evan. shes able to help Evan with his emotions and have a better relationship with himself and it feels like they're in it together
evan views cassie as someone on his side who he can relate to and hes in the same boat as and shes a good person to hang out with for Evan to get away from all of the gritty dirty masculine stuff Michael tries to force him into. gregory was Evans first real genuine friend and Evan's able to be himself without having to do this or that just to be accepted, and having a good support system allows him to be more comfortable in his own skin and hate himself less, and to grow into himself. hes quiet at first but eventually is able to shoot back in fun squabbles without the worry of being yelled at.
evan and gregory are like. you would expect them to not get along. gregory is like michael as in his sure of himself and strong and kind of violent but unlike michael, he uses that to help himself and his friends and family and chooses to be kind.
he doesnt treat Evan like anything. he doesn't treat him like Michael does, like hes just a nuisance that deserves to be ridiculed for how anxiety ridden and emotional he is, nor does he treat Evan like hes fragile and needs protecting and like hes glass. gregory is the first person to be Evan's friend for a reason outside of pity or sympathy, and it does wonders for Evan having someone he can grow with who doesn't view him one way or another. Evan's just Evan to Gregory, and even though he might freak out sometimes, Gregory never judges him for it, nor does cassie, and they help him rather than pointing and laughing or rolling their eyes
it feels jarring to Evan about how casual they are about helping them, like they arent treating it like it's the end of the world when he gets upset or cries or panics. they accept that it's something he does and don't make a big deal out of it and just help him out until hes okay again. it helps him sooo much with learning how to control his emotions and manage his anxiety and help himself when people arent poking and prodding or laughing or yelling at him over it
they're all just good for eachother and best friends :)
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fluffybird1 · 2 years
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Cuddle time with Fleck!
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zukkaoru · 1 year
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adding hopeful and happy love songs to my itfs playlist because i love dramatic irony and also crying
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contrastparadoxx · 2 years
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Hey Cupiid, whats your Lusus like?
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"Oh have you never been introduced to Pupum? She's my best friend in the whole wide world!"
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"Isn't she just the cutest Lusui you've ever seen?"
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woso-dreamzzz · 6 months
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Big Adventures
Hardersson x Child!Reader
Part of The Big Adventures Universe
Summary: You and your Momma finally join your Morsa in England
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It wasn't a long flight from Germany to England but you're still exhausted.
You toddle along next to your Momma, hand firmly in hers as she walks you along to baggage claim before hoisting you up onto her suitcase and rolling you the rest of the way.
You hum, eyes darting around like a baby meerkat, head cocked to the side like an owl.
"Hold on tight," Pernille warns you when she notices you leaning back to watch one of the airport dogs sniff at some man's luggage," We don't want you to fall."
You're only half listening to her. She's been trying to speak more English around you, to make this big move a little easier. In Germany, she spoke exclusively Danish to you at home and on the training ground it was almost always German.
"Hmm," You say back, still not totally listening as she tugs the suitcase along.
"Princesse," Pernille says," Are you listening?"
"No."
It's your favourite word - one of the only you know in English.
Pernille is already tired of hearing it.
She sighs, rolling her eyes before her face lights up in a smile when she sees your Morsa waiting outside.
You notice her too and awkwardly clamber down from your perch. You're a bit unsteady on your legs when you run to her but Magda closes the gap and hoists you up onto her hip, raining soft kisses to the top of your head.
You haven't seen your Morsa in person for a while - almost always over the tiny little screen of your Momma's phone. She flies out sometimes, to Germany, to see you and Momma but nothing beats being cuddled up in her arms and breathing in her soft, comforting smell.
Your eyelids drop.
"We should get going." Morsa is also speaking English. You're not really sure that you like it. "She can't seem to keep her eyes open."
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Your new house is bigger than the old two-bedroom apartment you shared with Momma.
This one is much bigger.
It even has stairs!
You laugh in pure delight as Morsa chases you up them. She grabs you under your arms and swings you around before dumping you on the sofa next to Momma - who jolts slightly in her droopy, half-nap state.
She tucks you into her side much to your annoyance and Magda throws a blanket over the both of you.
"No!" You repeat your favourite English word even as the exhaustion of today's big adventure catches up to you.
"Yes," Magda replies as Pernille holds you a bit closer, a hand reaching up to smooth out the little crinkle in your brow. "It's nap time."
"No," You slur after a big yawn," No nap." You know that word too. Momma likes to use it to make you have a big girl sleep in the middle of her gym time back in Germany. You dislike it almost as much as Momma dislikes hearing you say no.
"Yes, nap," Magda says.
Pernille is already out like a light next to you - exhausted from the early morning flight and in anticipation of practice later today - but you are stubborn in your want to stay up.
You haven't seen your Morsa in so long and now she wants you to sleep.
"It's nap time for little girls."
Your crinkle deepens and Morsa chuckles.
"Am big girl."
You want to protest more but Momma feels warm at your back and this house smells like Morsa and you'd woken up earlier than needed in your excitement.
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This new jersey looks different to your Momma's Wolfsburg one - the one that you wear to all of her games and sometimes to bed.
It's blue instead of green.
(You impressed Morsa by telling as such in English).
It's got Morsa's name on it too - not Momma's like usual.
You had frowned when you woke up from your nap and found Morsa sitting in front of you on the floor with the jersey in her lap. She had plucked you from Momma's grip (who had rolled over on the sofa and murmured about five more minutes) and gotten you changed into it.
She had taken pictures too.
She's strange like that.
Momma never takes pictures of you in her one so it's strange that Morsa is.
You thumb the emblem on your chest as Momma and Morsa walk from the car to the training centre.
"It's Chelsea," Magda says to you with a smile.
"Chelsea," You repeat.
"That's right," Magda says," It's Morsa's Chelsea jersey."
"Not-Not Wolfsburg," You reply, trying to wrap your mind around it.
"Not Wolfsburg," Magda nods," Morsa and Momma play for Chelsea. This one's Morsa's jersey."
You nod, satisfied, before looking around as Morsa walks you to the locker room while Momma peels off to go talk to some people with happy smiles and cameras.
There's people in the locker room and they look up when Morsa enters.
They all look at you.
You feel a bit shy - more than a bit actually but you don't say that - and tuck yourself more firmly into Morsa, head hiding in her neck.
She says her greetings and places you in her cubby, hiding you from her teammates as she strips her shirt off and pulls on a different one. She smiles down at you and clicks her tongue, wiping away a chocolate smudge from your snack in the car.
A head pokes itself around Morsa's body.
You smile when Jonna grins at you.
You know her fairly well. She plays with Morsa for Sweden and she sneaks you sweets at camp when Morsa isn't looking.
"Hey."
You frown. She's speaking English to you. You don't like English.
"It's nice to see that the youngest member of the squad has finally joined us."
"Hi," You parrot back, not fully understanding all her words but she's smiling so it can't be bad.
"That's a pretty looking jersey," Jonna continues," Is it your Morsan's?"
You nod. "Uh-huh." You stand up in Morsa's cubby and turn around - showing off the Eriksson emblazoned on your back.
"It's a good look." Jonna looks at Magda knowingly, a teasing smile on her face. "Would probably be better if it was a Sweden jersey."
Magda laughs. "I have a hard time getting Pernille to acknowledge that I'm Swedish. Let alone letting our daughter wear the national jersey."
Jonna shrugs, slipping a packet of Haribo's into your hand. "Why? It's the jersey she'll wear when she goes professional."
It's bad timing on her part as Pernille comes in - free from media duty. "Don't joke about that," Pernille says as she joins you all," Princesse will be representing Denmark." She runs a hand over your hair and plucks the sweets from your hand. "Don't let them corrupt you."
You frown again. "Don't-Don't know that word."
The three of them laugh as Momma pulls on a similar shirt to Morsa and hoists you onto her hip. "Don't worry about it, Princesse. You have plenty of time to learn."
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dampfnudeldove · 1 year
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pigeonwarrior · 2 months
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dasloddl · 1 year
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2023 is 27 days old and…
Porn bots are skyrocketing
Noah Schnapp came out
Something for sure happened with Elon Musk
Andrew Tate mugshot
Golden Globes
German google hides ao3
ao3 down for maintenance
The British empire is collapsing
US at breaking point
New Zealand prime minister resigned
There have been floods in AUS and NZ
(10 years vessel!)
M&M drama
The owl house ep 2 got leaked and released
miraculous season 5 got leaked
No fly list
Tumblr has polls
FOB is back
Panic! „broke up“
Did i forget anything of importance?
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zilodak · 2 months
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Hello🤗, I wanted to ask you about the blue owls that accompany Noor in the art piece you recently posted, it reminded me of this old German movie named Bibi and the secret of blue owls, I just wanted to know if it was a coincidence or if you also saw that movie?
(maybe I'm just making a dumb question but it's just that I saw the radioactive owls and got flashbanged with the memory and I had to ask...)
Not a dumb question! It was entirely a coincidence! The Owl isn't even a real owl, she's a robot!
(Old concept work below)
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