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This is the last post in the Flicker Family saga of 2013.
The end is shrouded in mystery as the parents seem to have vanished. Is this what happens when flicker parents have more than 2 chicks? They are out-numbered and too busy to help any more than one-on-one? As a human parent, I can relate.
If you remember in my post, And Then There Were None, the last flicker chick ventured out of the nest and lost his footing. He flew a little better than a rock to the ground.
Three days later we heard his “I’m hungry” call from the ground and looked out to find him on our path to the Alsea River.
He was catching insects. I’m glad to see that he is eating but I’m worried about him being on the ground. He seem unstable as he gets around and I told him that his feet aren’t designed to work that way. The child in me wanted to rescue him, or at least sit down and see if he wouldn’t mind being close to me. But then the voice of reason (Don) said to me, scare him so he knows he can fly. (For some reason these are opposite behaviors for Don and I.)
But anyway, I walked towards him quickly to scare him and sure enough he flew and landed on the nearby tree.
I was relieved. I’m sure he just has to continue gaining strength before he’ll be flying further away from the nest. He flew back down to the path and then to the other side of the house and back. Then he flew away and we haven’t seen or heard him for 3 days.
I wonder where flickers go in the summer?
I wonder if he’ll ever see his parents again and if they’ll recognize each other?
I doubt that animals hold grudges like people do. Wouldn’t that be nice – to just keep on doing what you were born to do without holding a grudge for obstacles encountered along the way!