Also, as a note, Slander is the photographer, I'm the bird perch. Most of these photos suck because I took them. Slander will hopefully post some prettier ones later!
Loki, American Crow (Corvus brachyrhynchos), getting some headrubs. She's a good girl.
Poe, our other crow who has since gone to live with one of our handlers-- she likes cameras.
And fingers.
This is Whistler's butt. She's mantling over some food-- her tail doesn't look this nice any more.
And here she is from the front!
Kaila, the old red-tailed hawk. She's our grannybird, and is now retired.
Socrates! My handsome, handsome man. I don't know what I'd do without this guy-- he's a very special bird.
Desi! 13-year-old American Kestrel, and a sweetheart.
Echo's a spaz (Eastern screech owl), but she didn't poop on my book, so it's all good.
This is not the proper way to handle owls, for the record.
Einstein, our grumpy old Great-horned owl, thinks you have some learning to do!
Oscar, a 35-year-old Great-horned owl that we lost this past February to old age. She'd been with the park since 1972, and we still miss her.
Just a tiny handful of the birds I work with-- I am very lucky to be able to share the lives of these fantastic critters. More later, hopefully!
