Well done mate, how can one send in 3 different names surely they all registered in his name
sadly the same here regards missing ones and taking all day or days to get home, see this every week this year with old and worse with young
hope all missing ones turn up safely
Life in Bendigo.
Well done Murray. Hope your missing ones return. It has been a difficult year. What we don’t get much of is missing birds returning later. The odd ones do but generally they aren’t seen again.
Back just enjoying club racing for the time being.
Sounds like some very testing races Muzza, good to hear that cock bird is doing well. They are brave and resilient little creatures.Murray wrote: ↑Wed Sep 21, 2022 9:39 am Crikey they are tough.
That pigeon arrived back yesterday injured and tired. Today the two big babies were running around after him and he was pumping food into them. He could have just jumped out of the nest box and left them to it. They can feed themselves. But no, he was feeding them and then sitting the new eggs and then I saw him out on the sputnik billing his mate.
If it weren't for the V shaped gark in his chest, you would say he is spot on.
Well done mate, I hope the missing birds return safely.Murray wrote: ↑Sun Sep 25, 2022 12:56 am Yesterday's race was strange.
One bloke sent 11 but in 3 separate teams in 3 different names, got them together and was 1st 2nd and 3rd.
His must have flown straight to him, he was way in front.
The rest of us fought out the minor placings, I got one from the opposite direction to claim 5th, 3 metres per minute behind the 4th. 6th was a coupe of metres per minute behind me and 7th was a bit behind again.
Obviously something broke them up. They came home all day again and I am missing several. Some of them will wander home.
This is quite unlike pigeon racing as I was used to. Getting them home is the difficult bit.
I saw the strangest thing I have ever seen in many years of sharing my home with pigeons.
In my small stock shed I have a couple of red Jos Thone' cocks. One of them hatched babies last week.
In the next box is my good old race pigeon, The Diver. Diver is getting old, but looks like a two year old. Sadly, Mrs Diver is not.
The old hen did not lay for ages, then laid one egg only. I know, she should not still be there.
Anyway, this afternoon I was doing the housework and saw the old Diver in the red pigeon's nest box, sitting on the babies.
"No, mate" I said, and put him back in his box.
Next time I looked, he was back in there pumping feed into the babies. And he was not going to give it up, either. I tried to move him, but Diver is half human, he considers himself my equal, and started coming at me with his shoulder.
"Oh 'eck", I thought. Next thing the red cock will be back in and there will be a blood bath. In a moment of inspiration, or desperation
I threw the egg away from under Mrs Diver, and put one of the babies under her........
She took a look at it, I took a long breath, and she started pumping feed into it.
Then I had a new problem. Mrs Diver was on the baby, and Diver was a bit overwrought about the whole thing. So I took him out and plonked him in the garden with the others having a bath.
By end of play,
In my small stock shed I have a couple of red Jos Thone' cocks. One of them hatched babies last week.
In the next box is my good old race pigeon, The Diver. Diver is getting old, but looks like a two year old. Sadly, Mrs Diver is not.
The old hen did not lay for ages, then laid one egg only. I know, she should not still be there.
Anyway, this afternoon I was doing the housework and saw the old Diver in the red pigeon's nest box, sitting on the babies.
"No, mate" I said, and put him back in his box.
Next time I looked, he was back in there pumping feed into the babies. And he was not going to give it up, either. I tried to move him, but Diver is half human, he considers himself my equal, and started coming at me with his shoulder.
"Oh 'eck", I thought. Next thing the red cock will be back in and there will be a blood bath. In a moment of inspiration, or desperation
I threw the egg away from under Mrs Diver, and put one of the babies under her........She took a look at it, I took a long breath, and she started pumping feed into it.
Then I had a new problem. Mrs Diver was on the baby, and Diver was a bit overwrought about the whole thing. So I took him out and plonked him in the garden with the others having a bath.
By end of play,
Greetings from the land down under.
Blessed is he who expecteth nothing, for verily, he shall not be disappointed.
Blessed is he who expecteth nothing, for verily, he shall not be disappointed.
While this was going on, my wife informed me that Banjo had decided to visit the newly weaned babies and gone in through the sputnik. He doesn't mean to hurt them, but they were a bit upset, they aren't used to a large kitten in the loft. 
Catherine found him looking a bit uncertain about what to do next.
The trauma was obviously fairly minor, on day two of their new lives in the 'big shed', when I called all the pigeons in, 9 out of 10 were in with the rest.
Catherine found him looking a bit uncertain about what to do next.
The trauma was obviously fairly minor, on day two of their new lives in the 'big shed', when I called all the pigeons in, 9 out of 10 were in with the rest.
Greetings from the land down under.
Blessed is he who expecteth nothing, for verily, he shall not be disappointed.
Blessed is he who expecteth nothing, for verily, he shall not be disappointed.
I have had something similar before. Last year I had a cock that kept on going into another box just to feed the babies in there. I’ve also got an old cock that is happy to feed anything that’s willing to be fed.
Good to hear peace has rained with all.
Good to hear peace has rained with all.
Back just enjoying club racing for the time being.
I also have some that go in boxes and feed babies, maybe they get fed up of hearing them so feed to shut em up
Sadies Lofts home of decent birds just a useless loft manager, and now a confirmed loser but proud