Feb 18, 2012: Owlet being fed

At the Schuylkill Center they have a wildlife rehabilitation clinic for wild animals in trouble, and I assume this is one such case, as I have no further information on the image.

But as we know, all baby beasts are cute... except for owls. Owls are assholes, and baby owls are grumpy even when getting a free meal of their favorite meats.

NOM NOM NOM !!!
OWlette cutlets ???

Owl Ice Cream.

He's spherical!

I never ate an owl, but when I was in the Azores I went to a small restaurant in the hills on one of the small islands and had an entree that was described to me as "little birds" (My Portuguese consists of Obrigado) So I ate a plateful of what might have been sparrows or grackles, battered and fried. No feet or beaks. Sort like avian sardines.

I like Him!

I was in that neighborhood yesterday.

footfootfoot;796262 wrote:

I never ate an owl, but when I was in the Azores I went to a small restaurant in the hills on one of the small islands and had an entree that was described to me as "little birds" (My Portuguese consists of Obrigado) So I ate a plateful of what might have been sparrows or grackles, battered and fried. No feet or beaks. Sort like avian sardines.

Quail can be a bit like that.
Sounds like your birds were larger though.

I'm not a bird expert. They were tiny, maybe the size of two walnuts end to end at the most, and not much fatter around.

NOT quail.
Canaries :)

I didn't open this thread yesterday because I thought it might make me vomit.

I'm glad i didn't. It would have.

I found a baby owl when I was a kid. We kept it for a few days before giving it to a professional.

Pretty cute. Like two white weeples stacked.

Ow-let me alone!

Weeples? Sounds tearful.

Weeples wopple but they don't fowl down

We once rescued a baby magpie (the swoop-and-remove-your-eye Australian kind, not the twee nick-your-baubles European kind) and fed it bits of meat with chopsticks. It would grab the meat and deftly flick it straight back into your face. Ungrateful beastie.

We rescued a baby robin once when I was a wee lad, but it didn't want to eat the grass we were giving it, so it died after a day or so. Oops. :o You would think my parents would have known better.

Pshaw - my parents brought me up to believe cats drank milk, the best food for hedgehogs was food and milk, dogs should have store bought chocolate as a treat and generally lived on table scraps.

Oh and a free treat for rabbits was clover. We used to gather handfuls of it for her. And if any lettuce was going brown it went straight to her. She lived beyond her expected years, but that was obviously just luck.

I've no doubt we caused all our pets (and/ or wildlife) problems back then. Life was cheap. Hence the lack of cycle helmets.

sandypossum;796753 wrote:

We once rescued a baby magpie (the swoop-and-remove-your-eye Australian kind, not the twee nick-your-baubles European kind) and fed it bits of meat with chopsticks. It would grab the meat and deftly flick it straight back into your face. Ungrateful beastie.

As you would return a dish to the kitchen served uncooked, unprepared. You were being told, in the only way he knew how, to chew it and puke it before serving it.

FTR, I love the adjective "twee". Thanks!

We hand raised a magpie when I was a kid too. It was kind of lovely really. This bird really became one of the family. It used to roam around the house (which gave mum the shits because of the shit) and it also used to like sharing the dog's dry food. The dog didn't like 'Maggie' (as we so imaginatively named him) much because the bird loved biting the dogs ears. He used to put up with it though which was lucky for the Magpie.

Eventually he grew enough feathers and flew off with the local birds who had become quite tame also thanks to our Maggie.

sandypossum;796753 wrote:

We once rescued a baby magpie (the swoop-and-remove-your-eye Australian kind, not the twee nick-your-baubles European kind) and fed it bits of meat with chopsticks. It would grab the meat and deftly flick it straight back into your face. Ungrateful beastie.

You're supposed to chew it up and vomit it into their mouths for them.

BigV;796860 wrote:

As you would return a dish to the kitchen served uncooked, unprepared. You were being told, in the only way he knew how, to chew it and puke it before serving it.

FTR, I love the adjective "twee". Thanks!

Oh. never mind. V got here first. and agreed about the use of twee in that sentence.

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lmao, Nirvana

glatt;796783 wrote:

We rescued a baby robin once when I was a wee lad, but it didn't want to eat the grass we were giving it, so it died after a day or so. Oops. :o You would think my parents would have known better.

Nah, they were quite successful feeding you only grass until you left for college, so of course they thought it would work for birds.:D

I rescued a baby duckbilled platypus and nursed it back to health on a diet of frazzles and Ribena. It still sends me postcards from time to time.

Them things are real? I thought them duckbilled platypi was fictional, like unicorns and Justin Bieber.

infinite monkey;797556 wrote:

Them things are real? I thought them duckbilled platypi was fictional, like unicorns and Justin Bieber.

Haggis at the idea that unicorns are fictional.

infinite monkey;797556 wrote:

Them things are real? I thought them duckbilled platypi was fictional, like unicorns and Justin Bieber.

oh infi, always with the eunuchs..... and they don't have horns -that's the point (or lack thereof)

Eunuchs, like bearded ladies were sacred to St Leonard.

Happy Monkey;796409 wrote:

Pretty cute. Like two white weeples stacked.

I had to look that up. I had no idea those little puff balls had a name! I had them stuck all over the dash of my first car, a Toyota Corolla.

How fun!