I had a request from a Houston T club member for some more pictures, I hope there is no family connection???? Mom watching me from window. The two young ones have their wings spread and they are making sounds like they are trying to puke. (They try to gross you out as a means of protection)
Believe me, they can and will puke on you! Don't even ask. KGB
Around here, they are everywhere. What ever you do, Don't hit one with your car, it will puke when you do. I've been told, it's better to just get rid of the car, then try clean it!
We will get 5-15 of them out front, when a deer or, any other road kill lay's out there. They will stand on the road with their wings out, and play chicken with you. Don't hit it!
Must be kin to the Foo bird.
A sportsman hunter was planning a trip into Africa's wild back country and was getting supplies from a local supplier. The owner of the shop asked where he was going and after being told he advised the hunter that if he ever saw the rare Foo bird to never shoot one. Why asked the hunter? Well if you ever shoot a Foo bird, Foo birds from miles around will come and crap all over you. And if that should ever happen do not wash it off or something dire will happen. Well sure enough the hunter did see a Foo bird and shot it dead. Soon the skies darkened with Foo birds that eliminated all over the hunter. It was a terrible stink and the hunter dived into a stream and washed himself off. At that point a lightening strike hit and killed the hunter. The moral of the story; If the Foo shits, wear it.
I nailed one several years back, as it lifted off it's "dinner". It just cleared the top of my trucks windshield but hit the front of my enclosed trailer where it disgorged its full load. It took me an hour with the pressure washer, a scrub brush and a bucket of soap to clean up the mess. The stench was indescribable.
Years ago there was a Far Side cartoon that contained 2 of these birds. They were perched on a desert cactus. There were a couple of identical frames with no caption. Then, in the last frame one said to the other, "I don't care what you say. I'm gonna go kill something!"
Those are the most adorable T Parts Birds you have. We can't seem to get them to roost at our place at Fayetteville. All they do is circle above me.
I guess we don't have enough parts.
Ken without Parts Birds
Ken, if they are doing a circle above you, I would recommend you check your pulse, they may know something that you do not. (they always look for a ready meal)
Willie, I hope Momma bird isn't casing your farm for her next dinner!
very cool ,thanks for sharing. living here in LA never get to see stuff like that.
What are they? Look a bit like a turkey.
Black vultures, also called buzzards.
Willie has been visited by them several years:
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"Up here" in Ohio we call 'em Turkey Vultures"and also Turkey Buzzards...ours have a lot of red skin on their heads. They're so ugly they're cute.
We'll see a half a dozen of 'em feasting on road kill or a dead animal in the farm fields. Few years back our neighbors two doors down had 5 of 'em roosting on their roof the first year their house was built. Wish I had a pic of it.
They are called turkey vultures around here also. They are large birds by North America standards.
True story. This happened just outside Laytonville, a small town in the middle of nowhere on highway 101 in Northern Califunny.
A small rabbit was hit by a car a bit South of town. Lots of people around town lived or worked around the area and had driven by. Many people later reported that the turkey vulture had been working on the rabbit when they came along, waiting a bit, then taking off just ahead of the car and flying into a nearby tree. The bird would then fly back down to try to work on the rabbit some more, only to be interrupted by yet another car. A solid dozen different drivers admitted to interrupting the bird. After awhile, the bird apparently got tired of the interruptions, as along came still another car. So the bird waited a moment. Grabbed the rabbit and spread the wings and started to flap. Harder and wider flapped the wings as the bird slowly began to rise dragging the dangling carcass of the rabbit. One foot off the ground, two feet, three feet, and---. Smash against the windshield, right in front of the driver. The added weight of the rabbit had been too much. The poor fellow driving wound up with dying and bleeding big bird on his chest and lap. The dead and rotting rabbit was there also, along with glass from the destroyed windshield, and the egg that the female bird was about ready to lay that was popped out by the impact. The entire inside of the car, and driver, were covered in debris of many disgusting types.
This was the talk of the town for weeks. And, yes, it was said that the car was junked and destroyed after the incident.
Do drive carefully, and enjoy, W2
Every once in a while, this neighborhood cleanup crew pays us a visit.