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A Feral Infestation

First of all, I have to apologise for my Commo Silence.  But as of late, I am back in my ancestral home dealing with a rather intense situation.  Still, as the world turns, it has become very evident that in the years of my exiled absence, a feral infestation of non-native beasts have taken over my old neighborhood.

Paco

Let me introduce you all to Paco and his merry band of thieves.  His plumed hoard of miscreants roost on a large tree, a few blocks away.  In the mornings I can see them stretching-out their wings as they ready themselves for the day's adventures.  In a flash, all eight of them take flght and squack their way out yonder.  But by clock-work around sunset, they all descend for a greedy dinner of Royal Palm Nuts, and tender shoots sprouting on the trees in front of our home.


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When you think of feral animals, cuddly birds are not the first beast that comes to mind, isn't it?

Paco and Friend 1

Do they make a racket ARGHCK - ARGHCK!

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As my time down here in the Island of Tropical Breezes draws to a close, I'm sure to miss my new featherd friends and my new evening ritual.

Boq

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What? You don't have Crows to wake you in the morning? I hate Crows.

Doesn't look like vermin to me.
 
You should have some crows imported, they'll take care of Paco and Friends, square their pastel-feathered behinds right the Squawk away.


 
 We don't need crows for Paco-Control.  We already have a native little feisty boid.  We call it El Pitirre, Kingbird in Gringo-speak.  They are highly territorial, and if any thing crosses it's designated roosting place beware.

If you happen to be another bird, they will dive-bomb them in mid flight.  My father tells me that he has seen Paco and his fellow Macaws been subjected to this treatment.

http://youtu.be/mqs8m1bepoM

Poor Paco.