Over these past weeks Pat & I have been visited by a family of magpies. They are often at the backdoor asking for some raw meat or if we're turning soil.....worms.
Mrs. Maggie has become so used to us she will walk around our feet and the other day Mr. Maggie was tapping Pat's toe nail looking for something to eat.
We don't feed them every time they ask, as with Junior now, they have to teach him how to fend for himself.
Last year we didn't get to see their offspring, but this year we have been given the honour of having the whole family visit us.
The clothes line and other items in the backyard has made it a bit hard for him to negotiate his way in for a safe landing. So usually he doesn't follow mum or dad in, but sits on the back fence or in the gum tree.
Until this morning. When I took a bit of raw meat out for them Junior followed mum in and he was standing right in front of me with his beak open and wings flapping. Waiting for a feed, it was the most amazing feeling and I was so happy to have been able to get so close to him.
He then ran over into the vegie garden and mum continued to feed him the last of the scraps.
Mrs. Maggie is scruffy at the moment, with all the shopping and food gathering for Junior. I think she needs a trip to a beauty shop and some TLC given to her. Mr. Maggie is as sleek as ever.
Until next time....hoo roo