I figured that our buzzard friend needed a name.
So, me being of great imagination, I decided to name him Buzz!
Some of you might think after the great first (Fake) man to walk on the moon, but in fact it was because it is the short name version of what he is.
He was atop his little perch once again today.
All alone I might add … and I called La Wife to tell her about him.
She decided I needed to help him out and call animal control or something.
So, I did.
Animal control shows up … Buzz decided to finally move for the first time in a week.
Go figure?
So the trapper and I got to talk and he told me that even if he would have been on his perch in the mid-sky he could not in fact capture him.
That would be my job?
He informed me that I should get a net or a tarp and after I catch him that he would then come back and take him away.
To kill him!
So, I thought long and hard about this and decided.
Buzz, although he might be in pain and missing his friends, is at least close to his friends and getting food.
We think that his wing is working better because he is gliding a little now and then off of his little tower.
I told the nice man who kills things for a living he could go and that we would wait for nature to do what ever it feels is best.
So, much to so many of you alls disapproval, I will not be chasing Buzz with a net or tarp … although I have been thinking about getting a net gun for when ever Wonder Dog escapes …
We can only hope that he gets to feeling better so he can rejoin his ‘friends’ eating the nasty unwanted food of our lands and looking as ugly as ever … or at least die far away so I don’t know what happened to him and can picture him flying around … and so I don’t have to see his friends eating him, yea that would be disturbing!
Cannibalism is cool and don’t think if it comes down to it I am not going to cook a persons leg on a spit, (Would that be dark or light meat?) but I don’t really want to see it with a creature I have now named.
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Buzz? How original? I'm surprised you didn't name him, "Birdy" or "Blackie". Geez, your imagination needs work, I'm thinking. Then, I read the rest of the blog and realize that.....I'm right! Your imagination DOES need work. Try and work on that, please.
I could have told you that the 'control' part of animal control means, 'death'. There's a law in Florida that any animal captured (I'm not sure if it's both tame and wild, and what would that matter to people who kill animals for a living anyway), after a 'nuisance' call is put to sleep. The thinking on this is that animals are not smart enough to adapt to a new surrounding and therefore it would be cruel to relocate them, only to have them die. I guess it's better to kill them outright!?! Who makes these rules?? I suspect some relative of Hitler???
Anyway, I'm proud of your decision to let "Buzz" live amongst his friends for however long he has. I suspect that if he's gliding that he'll be okay in a while and since he's mobile then he'll be fine eventually. You could always buy him some chicken necks at Publix (they're not expensive) and feed him. They are quite smart, so I hear (don't ask where), and will adapt to being fed on a regular basis. You could affectionately become known as "Buzzard Man". That would be funny!!
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