Hello dear hive community! I hope you are well✌
I want to tell you that a few weeks ago my daughter Isabela realized that there was a small nest in a bush in the patio. She was very attentive and saw how the little bird built her nest with twigs.
As I had already told you, she is a nature lover and loves animals. The truth is that I am very happy that at her young age she knows how to value nature, and seeing how noble she is with animals makes me feel proud. She takes care of a morrocoy tortoise, a cat, some chicks, a rooster and a hen, we also have a dog and she feeds two stray dogs that always come (Linda and Aurora).
The days went by and she was always on the lookout for the nest, she realized and saw that it was not just one bird, but two, and she deduced that it was a female and a male, and that they were surely making their nest to have little birds, ( those were his words hehe).
We do not usually go to the patio much, since we live in the upper part of the house, but from here you can see the nest.
She took so much interest that she observed him daily, one day we went down to the patio and she ran to the nest and to her surprise the nest had two little eggs. She was so excited by her find that she stayed there observing and studying the behavior of the little birds.
She realized that they took turns taking care of the nest, that not only the mother bird took care of the eggs, but that when she went out to eat (she supposes), the male bird arrived and stayed taking care of the nest. She also observed that the bird that she believes to be the "male" makes a loud noise when someone approaches the nest to try to scare away strangers, while the "female" remains calmer and a small pompadour rises on her head.
It is a kind of small birds, one brown with reddish tones and a small pompadour and the other is gray with white with a beautiful large pompadour, we do not know what kind of bird they are but, she called the brown he chicken bird that she supposes is the female and zebra bird to the other which is supposed to be the male. One because of its resemblance to a chick and the other because it has feathers like the stripes of a zebra.
His curiosity to know what they were called increased and asking they told him that they call them porporos, That's how they know him around here, we don't know if that's his real name.
When she got up, she immediately went to see the nest and one day she realized that something was happening, and she insisted on going down and when she approached the nest she realized that the chicks had hatched. Finally what she had waited for so much was happening, it was incredible to see her happy face. She continued to watch for several days and watched as the parent birds fed her chicks.
One morning, as usual, she went to observe the nest and to her amazement, the chicks were learning to fly with their parents, and very excited she went down to the patio to observe the process closely. So 2 days passed and one morning he didn't see them anymore. She became very sad and cried because she would not see them more, but I told her that she should not be sad that not everyone has the privilege of being in the whole process of seeing they little bird hatch and fly, that she is very lucky able to observe all the birds that come to the patio and watch them fly freely.
This is his story of how he lived such a wonderful experience and he wanted me to share it here with the entire community.
📷Some of the photos were taken by her👧
Thanks for reading me! Until a new post😊
¡Hola querida comunidad hive! espero se encuentren bien✌
Quiero contarles que hace unas semanas mi hija Isabela se dio cuenta que en una mata del patio había un nido pequeño. Ella estuvo muy atenta y vio como el pajarito construía con ramitas su nido.
Como ya les había comentado, ella es amante de la naturaleza y le encantan los animales. La verdad me alegra mucho que a su corta edad sepa valorar la naturaleza, y ver lo noble que es con los animales me hace sentir orgullosa. Ella cuida a una tortuga morrocoy, un gato, unos pollitos, gallo y gallina, además tenemos un perro y le pone comida a dos perritas callejeras que siempre vienen (Linda y Aurora).
Los días iban pasando y ella siempre estaba al pendiente del nido, se dio cuenta que no era solo un pajarito, sino dos, y dedujo que era una hembra y un macho, y que seguro estaban haciendo su nido para tener pajaritos, (esas fueron sus palabras jeje).
Nosotros no solemos ir mucho al patio, ya que vivimos en la parte de arriba de la casa pero, desde aquí se puede observar el nido.
Ella tomó tanto interés que lo observó diariamente, un día bajamos al patio y corrió al nido y para su sorpresa el nido tenia dos huevitos. Estaba tan emocionada por su hallazgo, que se quedo allí observando y estudiando el comportamiento de los pajaritos.
Se dio cuenta que se turnaban para cuidar el nido, que no solo la mamá pájaro cuidaba los huevos, sino que cuando ella salia a comer (supone ella), el pájaro macho llegaba y se quedaba cuidando el nido. También observó que el pájaro que ella cree que es el "macho", cuando alguien se acerca al nido hace un ruido fuerte para tratar de ahuyentar a los extraños, mientras que la "hembra", se queda más tranquila y se le para un pequeño copete que tiene en la cabeza.
Es una especie de pajaritos pequeños, uno marrón con tonos rojizos y un pequeño copete y el otro es gris con blanco con un hermoso copete grande, no sabemos que clase de pájaro son pero, ella le puso pájaro pollo al marrón que ella supone es la hembra y pájaro cebra al otro que supone es el macho. Uno por su parecido a un pollito y el otro porque tiene las plumas como las rayas de una cebra.
Su curiosidad por saber como se llamaban aumentó y preguntando le dijeron que les dicen porporos, así lo conocen por acá no sabemos si así es su nombre real.
Ella al levantarse, enseguida iba a ver el nido y un día se dio cuenta que algo estaba pasando, y me insistió para bajar y al acercarse al nido se dio cuenta que los pichones habían nacido. Por fin lo que tanto había esperado estaba pasando, fue increíble ver su cara de felicidad. Ella siguió al pendiente por varios días y veía como los papás pájaros alimentaban a sus pichones.
Una mañana como ya era de costumbre fue a observar el nido y para su asombro, los pichones estaban aprendiendo a volar junto a sus papás, y muy emocionada bajó al patio a observar el proceso de cerca. Así pasaron 2 días y una mañana ya no los vio más. Se puso muy triste y lloró porque ya nos los vería más pero, le dije que no debía estar triste que no todos tienen el privilegio de estar en todo el proceso de ver nacer y volar a unos pichones, que ella es muy afortunada de poder observar todas las aves que vienen al patio y verlas volar libremente.
Esta es su historia de como vivió una experiencia tan maravillosa y quiso que la compartiera por acá con toda la comunidad.
📷Algunas de las fotos fueron tomadas por ella👧
¡Gracias por leerme! Hasta una nueva publicación😊