Chapter 1005 990. Little Mouse Catcher (1/5)

Chapter 1005 990. Little Mouse Catcher (15)

There are some decorations on the trees, this is to make the trees stand out, to attract their attention.

Among them, there was a colorful paper box for Easter among the decorations. A few keas pounced on it, tearing and tearing, and tore the box to shreds in a few strokes.

"Damn it, it's so tough." Lao Wang sighed.

"Of course, they can tear apart the sleeping bags of tourists, open the doors and windows of local residents, and even bite through the metal protective nets on the windows," Cosy said.

Peterson said: "The year before last I was playing in Cromwell City Park and two KEA's had my windshield wipers bitten off, and when I got out of the car to drive, guess what? A guy knocked on my car door. A piece of the rubber was pecked off!"

Wang Bo was very excited: "I like their sturdy fighting power, and they are perfect for dealing with possums."

Entering the woods, the keas screamed excitedly: "KE..."

Listening closely, Wang Bo could hear it clearly. The bird's cry was a bit distorted at the end. If you want to describe it in detail, use KEA to compare the image.

It was the turn of the army commander and the political commissar. They stood on the top of the tree, condescendingly shouted: "Ah, idiot, ah, look at this place!" "I am the big brother, and the political commissar is the big brother."

Hearing the human voice, the keas were not afraid at all, but turned their heads to search around. After finding the political commissar of the army commander on the treetop, they flew over curiously:

Hey, what is this thing? Their mouths are so small and cute.

It looks really ugly, but the voice is nice, so can you eat it?

Isn't this our territory? Playing with them, who look like us but talk like Twolegs, is definitely a bird rape, play with them!

After a chaotic cry, dozens of keas ran under the tree.

The army commander was sensitive to the malicious intentions of those who came, but they were not afraid. The army commander said contemptuously: "Ah, fly up! Ah, the idiot is flying!"

What it saw was the kea running all the way into the woods, thinking that they, like chickens and ducks, could only run but not fly.

But the keas gave it a surprise. Several big birds flapped their wings a few times. Although the flying speed was relatively slow, they flew up to the tree freely.

This startled the army commander, and the political commissar immediately flew away. The army commander saw that Wang Bo was just outside the woods, and felt that there was no need to be afraid because he had the backing, so he started scolding:

"Ah, go away, idiot! Ah, the commander is angry! Ah, come up to bite you! Ah, the commander is amazing! Ah, ah, it hurts..."

A kea quietly flew up from behind, opened its long and thick beak, and hit the army commander on the back.

This mouth unscrewed several feathers, the commander was so hurt that he flapped his wings and flew away.

Other birds are chasing after it, and the army commander is in critical condition!

Fortunately, African gray parrots are good at flying, and the commander is especially good at flying. Although there are many kea parrots, he managed to escape their encirclement by flying up and down and changing lanes.

Flying out of the grove, the army commander went to Wang Bo and cried: "Ah, they are so bad! Ah, bite me!"

The political commissar flapped his wings happily and said sarcastic remarks beside him: "The commander is so powerful, the commander was bitten so badly."

The keas stopped flying after driving the general out. They stayed at the edge of the woods and stared at the military commander and political commissar, very vigilant.

Wang Bo understood that the chirping of these big birds just now did not have the meaning he guessed. They were warning the army commander and political commissar to leave here. The heart of the bird's nest was regarded as their own territory by the kea.

The army commander and the political commissar obviously couldn't handle this flock of parrots. People didn't treat them as the same kind. Unless they were deterred by force, it would be useless.

Obviously, the force of the army commander and political commissar is nothing to the kea.

"A group of barbarian birds." Wang Bo cursed helplessly, and could only change his mind.

Peterson rushed over with a box, he opened the box, and there were bloody prairie possums inside.

Wang Bo asked, "What is this for?"

"Food induction, didn't you say that you want to train KEA to catch possums? You have to let them know that this thing is edible and delicious, so they will do it. Otherwise, what are you going to do?"

Lao Wang said honestly: "I plan to let the army commander and political commissar tame them, and be the boss to command them to do so."

Peterson was dumbfounded: "Boss, you are such a mad scientist, you can come up with this idea, you are too idealistic, right?"

Peterson was right this time. He took it for granted, and this matter was unreliable.

The mice in the box were caught by the princes, some died, some were disabled but not dead.

Peterson threw the mouse into the woods, and the keas were not afraid of his approach at all. Instead, the birds became curious about him and ran over to surround him.

Wang Bo said: "You are now the king of birds."

Peterson shook his head and said, "Forget it, boss, these bastards are wondering if I taste good."

The kea was not that crazy and didn't dare to attack him. Instead, he was interested in the bloody possums on the ground. They had eaten mice. In winter, mouse babies and dead mice were also one of their food.

Soon, a bird ran up to a dead mouse and pecked it a few times.

Possums can be used as food, and the Maori eat this small animal. They think that the meat of rats is very delicate and tastes better than wild boar.

But in New Zealand's mainstream diet, there is no option for mice, mainly because mice carry too many viruses, bacteria and parasites, and people don't want to take risks.

The kea didn't care. After eating a few mouthfuls, they found that the meat tasted good, so they happily ate it.

What Wang Bo is worried about is that no matter how delicious rat meat is, it is not as delicious as mutton. If this method of food guidance is used, how can we make them give up the temptation of sheep?

His worries were not unreasonable, and soon some keas gave up eating rats and flew out in search of sheep.

Peterson and other cowboys gathered the flock of sheep and drove them to the northwest corner of the pasture, just forming a diagonal relationship with the kea, the farthest away.

Kea like to jump and walk instead of flying, especially when looking for food, so the long distance reduces their desire to prey.

After all, these opossums can also be used as food.

In the next few days, Peterson and the cowboys came every day to scatter some half-dead possums on the edge of the woods.

Then slowly, the number of possums they threw out decreased, and by mid-April, the keas had stopped attacking the flock, and they finally became interested in the possums.

So a new landscape was born. Kea parrots are jumping or flying in the pasture, and when they encounter possum cubs, they will snap their mouths mercilessly.

Yes, they attack small mice rather than adult rats, but that helps the ranch just as much!