Magpie mayhem this morning. About an hour after first light, it all kicked off. The neighbouring mobs obviously worked out there was a new gap in the territory map, so they all came for a gander. The distress caller immediately brought them in close, whack whack whack, a couple flapped around a bit which really gets the others going. The dog was about to pop, he watched the birds falling out of the tree and just about wet himself, didn't bark once though, good boy. A few stood off up high, and got picked off at 90m or thereabouts, not a breath of wind this morning, and it's cloudy else I'd be looking into the sun.
There's another 5 hung up in the pines. If they don't die instantly, they tend to flap and get caught up, which is a bit frustrating on one hand, but man does it get the attention of the other birds. I counted 11 birds dead, missed one, had to reload once and there's eight left in the 10 shot magazine. So not bad for 15 minutes before breakfast.
Now all we can hear are the tui, bellbirds and piwakawaka and the imported tweeters. Love it.
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