There are a lot of birds around in my neighborhood I love listening to them in the mornings when I wake up. Usually it is the same birds I hear, but this morning I was awakened my the sounds of a “Piet-My-Vrou.” Translation from Afrikaans to English: “Pete-My-Wife”
In English though, it is known as the “Red-chested Cuckoo.” It has a very specific sound, sort of a “wheet, wheet, whooo.” Anyway true to this bird’s form I could only hear him and could not see him. I was disappointed though because he sounded so close by.
The part I find funny about this bird is that she will lay a single egg in the nest of another bird. Quite forward that – is it not? With my warped sense of humor do find it a little amusing and also not so amusing, especially if you think the adopted parent, regardless of its size will have to find food to feed this quite large bird until it leaves the nest – bit unfair of the “Piet-My-Vrou” and very cheeky too
I have been photographing birds for I don’t know how long… yet I have never been able to sneak up on one of these… I have nearly all the other cuckoos but not this elusive bird… I’ve even been under a tree when they called yet could not even see it….
One day you will photograph one, bulldog – just let me know when you do
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LOL that is a funny blog. LOL poor adopted mommy bird
I know, all that extra work for the poor thing.
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Awww such a cute and lovely post to read as I arrive on WordPress x
So glad you liked it
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That baby bird certainly had no choice in which family he landed. Hope he can choose his friends later in life
So true, Pussycat
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Pussycat44, no bird gets to choose the nest in which he lands. Jy kan jou vriende kies, maar ongelukkig nie jou familie nie, se die spreekwoord. The good thing is that if youre given the choice you will choose your family because you love them, can’t think that I could love Donald Trump, but I could love the things he could buy hehe
Wow, quite an entitlement attitude, you build the nest, then raise my huge kid! Why?
Very much so, art.
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Elusive is almost an understatement for that bird.
Absolutely, Newsy
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I haven’t heard a Piet-My-Vrou yet thiis summer. Last year this time they were in full ‘cry’. I have been listening for their call for the last month or so. Lovely pic, Hope! ♥
This is the first time I’ve ever heard one here, adee
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can’t wait to hear the birds once again. about another six weeks
Something lovely to look forward to then, terry
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This is hilarious, Esperanza. I wonder if the other bird starts to wonder if the baby is hers. Reminds me of an article my wife showed me about a man in China who called for a paternity test when his child came out “ugly.” Turns out that his wife had one hundred thousand dollars of plastic surgery done before he met her. Not quite the same, but I bet the bird feels the same way as the father when he/she looks at the baby bird everyday. haha.
LOL, she probably does Kozo
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*huggs* there are milions of people, human beings, who does exactly the
same thing. Have children and then dump them on someone else. My
sister, she’s a magistrate, had twin girls that she took in when there was
nobody that wanted them. She looked after them for 5 years until they were
old enough to fend for themselves. She has the most beautiful litte girl
whose father just dumped her one night and when social services contacted
my sis, there was nowhere she could go in the night, so Dawn took her in and
she’s staying with her until they find a home for her. She’s a gorgous little girl
unfortunately not one of us is young enough to look after het permanently. I’m
afraid we are all spoiling her with clothes and toys, which we shouldn’t,
Fortunately she was well looked after and definately no signs that she was
mistreated. She could just as well have been the chick of a “Piet my Vrou” hehe.
I’m so glad these children are being looked after, Rita – this is good to hear. I must admit that I made the same comparison in thought with human nature when I posted this post.
*hugs to you*
I saw one fly the other day – all I could see was a black blob
you hardly get to see them – they hide very well.
Lucky you saw it ghiatjie
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Ah, a “baby on the doorstep” situation without the accompanying note.
Scott
Must have been the stork that dropped it off
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I have been photographing birds for I don’t know how long… yet I have never been able to sneak up on one of these… I have nearly all the other cuckoos but not this elusive bird… I’ve even been under a tree when they called yet could not even see it….
One day you will photograph one, bulldog – just let me know when you do
*hugs*
LOL that is a funny blog. LOL
poor adopted mommy bird 
I know, all that extra work for the poor thing.
*hugs*
Awww
such a cute and lovely post to read as I arrive on WordPress x
So glad you liked it
*hugs*
That baby bird certainly had no choice in which family he landed. Hope he can choose his friends later in life
So true, Pussycat
*hugs*
Pussycat44, no bird gets to choose the nest in which he lands. Jy kan jou vriende kies, maar ongelukkig nie jou familie nie, se die spreekwoord. The good thing is that if youre given the choice you will choose your family because you love them, can’t think that I could love Donald Trump, but I could love the things he could buy hehe
Wow, quite an entitlement attitude, you build the nest, then raise my huge kid! Why?
Very much so, art.
*hugs*
Elusive is almost an understatement for that bird.
Absolutely, Newsy
*hugs*
I haven’t heard a Piet-My-Vrou yet thiis summer. Last year this time they were in full ‘cry’. I have been listening for their call for the last month or so. Lovely pic, Hope! ♥
This is the first time I’ve ever heard one here, adee
*hugs*
can’t wait to hear the birds once again. about another six weeks
Something lovely to look forward to then, terry
*hugs*
This is hilarious, Esperanza. I wonder if the other bird starts to wonder if the baby is hers. Reminds me of an article my wife showed me about a man in China who called for a paternity test when his child came out “ugly.” Turns out that his wife had one hundred thousand dollars of plastic surgery done before he met her. Not quite the same, but I bet the bird feels the same way as the father when he/she looks at the baby bird everyday. haha.
LOL, she probably does Kozo
*hugs*
*huggs* there are milions of people, human beings, who does exactly the
same thing. Have children and then dump them on someone else. My
sister, she’s a magistrate, had twin girls that she took in when there was
nobody that wanted them. She looked after them for 5 years until they were
old enough to fend for themselves. She has the most beautiful litte girl
whose father just dumped her one night and when social services contacted
my sis, there was nowhere she could go in the night, so Dawn took her in and
she’s staying with her until they find a home for her. She’s a gorgous little girl
unfortunately not one of us is young enough to look after het permanently. I’m
afraid we are all spoiling her with clothes and toys, which we shouldn’t,
Fortunately she was well looked after and definately no signs that she was
mistreated. She could just as well have been the chick of a “Piet my Vrou” hehe.
I’m so glad these children are being looked after, Rita – this is good to hear. I must admit that I made the same comparison in thought with human nature when I posted this post.
*hugs to you*
I saw one fly the other day – all I could see was a black blob
you hardly get to see them – they hide very well.
Lucky you saw it ghiatjie
*hugs*
Ah, a “baby on the doorstep” situation without the accompanying note.
Scott
Must have been the stork that dropped it off
*hugs*