Our feathered friends, birdbrains, and wingnuts

[OliveJewel]

sleepy manner is so sweet and satisfying. He is turning 3 in August. Honored

I didn’t post about it here because it was so difficult and I was going through too much grief and shit but he passed away three weeks after I posted this. Suddenly, the way birds often do. And it was right when I was quitting an addiction that was the culmination of fifteen years of using. I linked his passing to my quitting, in a shamanic way. He took the suffering of the addiction with him. He had been with me closely during the three years at the end of my addiction which were the worst in terms of how much I was using. And he was with me through the disordered eating and the most difficult parts of recovering my self. He was a powerful and gentle teacher.

 

[OliveJewel]

Here’s a picture of the hen turkey strutting. I was bandaging the feet of a chicken with bumble foot and one of the turkey hens plopped down in front of me asking for pets. I had my music on and I think that’s what triggered the strut because she usually gets triggered by whistling, so it might be a certain high pitched tone. Anyway, cute! You can tell they are both hens because their snoods are tiny. The snood is the thing that hangs over the tom’s beak and can get long and short.