Macbiehill Wildlife

The prolonged snow period has been very stressful for all the wildlife here at Macbiehill and we have been trying to feed as many birds as possible. As a result some of them have become increasingly tame and Fred, the pheasant, walks around in our courtyard as if he owns it, screaming at the top of his voice, first thing in the morning.

If he spots you wandering around in the living room he comes right to the window and knocks with his beak as if to say: Time for my breakfast.

And of course we oblige! He loves peanuts and the moment is coming closer that he will actually take them from our hands but for now we throw them down for him in the grass and it does not take him long to devour all of them. We also put down grain and the doves are waiting their turn to get started on that.

I can't remember any longer why we call all pheasants who come and wander around here Fred (which was the name of John's father). We must have started it for some reason, now lost in the mists of time, and it has become a real habit!

And by the way if birds are your thing too, you must not miss the blog of my very good friend Lenna who has been enjoying the wonderful birds in Florida since she moved there recently!