Tuesday, May 5, 2020

The tale of a mynah family.

A mynah couple had a nest in the hollow of a tree behind my room.  I had seen them flying around.  I know they can be very aggressive if any other bird flies into their territory, because I have seen them chase a woodpecker.
So, the other day, my sister was here and we were trying to record some music.  But there was this huge racket going on outside, which went on for quite a while.  The mynah pair were screeching, and going on at a loud decibel level.   We looked out of the window wondering whether there was a snake outside or if it was a crow pheasant, which steals eggs of other birds, but could see nothing.  As my sister and I stood watching, after a bit we saw a cat (we have many feral cats around here).  We saw the mynah pair were trying to dive bomb the cat.  The cat was moving away from their nest and I thought they had been succesful in chasing the cat.  Then we noticed the cat looking into the undergrowth and there we saw hiding a little mynah chick.  Obviously it had started to fly but could not yet get up.  It had tried hiding while dad and mum were trying to chase the predator away.  But alas, the cat saw a slight movement and that was it.  The parents still tried screeching and dive bombing the cat.  But they couldn't get it to release their baby.  When the cat killed the chick and went off with it, they quietened down and flew off.
This was a little over a week ago.  This evening, an hour ago, I was sitting outside and along came dad and mum mynah with one little chick in tow.  The chick was like a gawky teenager, long yellow legs with a small body.  But anyhow the chick has learned to fly.  Here is a picture of the family that I managed to click with my phone.  You can barely see the chick among all the jackfruit leaves that fell this evening before a summer shower.


 This is just the mamma bird and chick.  The chick was learning to eat the insects off the ground.