Feeding time

They're not as cute as the baby owls that stayed with us earlier this year, but a family of magpies in the big jacaranda next door is providing morning entertainment, even if their carnivorous appetite can be unsettling.

We've been feeding them kitchen scraps; it's amazing how they lose any fear of humans when food enters the equation.
It also shuts up the young birds' incessant mewling.

Yesterday's chicken bones were a hit:

And this morning I gave them some shaved ham. A little extravagant, perhaps, but it was snapped up the second it landed on the grass:

It was raucously received:

Not to be outdone, Mick countered this with an array of pork, which promptly disappeared:

We should really get a dog.