Well, it's one of the stranger ways to be woken up in the morning. The other day, the first truly sunny day we've had in quite a while, there was some weird birds calling during the night... all night. Then at about 6am, blurry eyed and with the hair from hell, a knock on the door and a barely caught "... come out and have a look at what's out back!" had me struggling to untangle myself from the covers.
This was what greeted me...
Who would have thought not one, but 4 of these crested mooks would be wandering the streets? They wandered down towards the shed at the back of the yard, jumping the neighbours fence. I lured them back with little pieces of toast crust... ole blue above liked it. The others were stuffing their faces on Nasturtium leaves. Then, just when I tried to get some more pics of them (they are skittish and totally idiotic) the female flew off across the street, landing on the 2 storey house across the road. She gave a honking cry... et, voila. All 3 of her handsome men took off like a shot.
Just another day at the zoo here :D
