on 11-06-2013 01:13 PM
i know I know they are not illegal.....
They come here by air...
They hang arround at our airport and at our local shops jibber jabbering in their own language...
They invade our orchids picking fruit....
They take up all the residences stealing food from our babies mouths...
AND this morning I had to clean up the mess they made in MY garden!!!!
STOOPID Eastern Rosellas!!!:-p
on 11-06-2013 01:15 PM
I also hate my frozen fingers for the mistakes they make!!
on 11-06-2013 01:15 PM
They are pretty birds.:-p
on 11-06-2013 01:58 PM
Are you sure they're rosellas, Mugssy. My number 4 son and DIL live opposite Embleton golf course and whenever we stay there we are woken in the morning by a screeching squawking chorus of rainbow lorikeets that sleep in the trees edging the course.
Despite being beautiful to look at they are nasty, noisy, aggressive little beggars. The council gets rid of them pretty smartly if they show their faces down here in Bunbury - though we've had the odd one or two visit our bird feeder.
Apparently their predecessors were escapees from Perth Zoo.
on 11-06-2013 02:40 PM
Yep I googled and you are right they are!
Blooming migrants! Lol
on 11-06-2013 03:37 PM
We have heaps of Rainbow Lorikeets around our way. One of my neighbours (not the cat one) feeds them and they come in their dozens!
on 11-06-2013 04:34 PM
I looked into having a lorikeet as a pet, but instead of 'pooping' they squirt!
on 11-06-2013 04:56 PM
I thought "migranta" must be some new sort of migraine medication
on 11-06-2013 05:05 PM
aawwww but how could you not love this little innocent cute face?
screams for loving and pats and cuddles......
gee I almost kept a straight face typing that :^O love my bird, but he is messy and loud and territorial and grumpy and will suck you in with his cuteness then rip your finger off and laugh at you while swearing:|
on 11-06-2013 06:53 PM
It's not the little, innocent face I don't love, Chuk. It's the little sharp spiteful beak and the big loud raucous voice. They had some in the big walk in aviary at the bird park here and the ungrateful little sods used to descend on you like a squadron of Messerschmidts and peck your hands till they bled when you went to feed them.