Friday, April 16, 2010

A Dove Story

P'raps not what you'd expect as the return engagement,
for a Malcontent.
Yet before I go another word forward, let me quickly respond to each/all of you:

I/WE HAVE MISSED YOU ALL TOO~!
WE THINK OF YOU ALMOST DAILY IN OUR PRAYERS,
AND ALWAYS WILL.

For three days plus now, I've been a witness to a most unusual mating/marriage ritual taking place on a thick Elm bough in our yard.
Last Sunday afternoon, Leti and I sat outside enjoying the warm sunshine, when we heard the cooing of a lonely dove, off to our left, nearby.

This male dove was calling for a wife, and soon he got his answer. An interested female landed on the ground near him in his perch, and began dancing for him. He then flew to another limb, the thick Elm limb, and with a Brbrbrbrbr, she followed.
They stood side by side for some moments; minutes perhaps, quietly preening themselves for the other; the male stretched out his thick white wings to impress her.
She in turn, leaned over and groomed his neck and back.

He jumped on her back. For around 2 seconds, then again alighted to her right.
Silence between them again for nearly an hour followed, each lovebird continuing to groom itself, and stretch wings.

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Then on Monday, I heard the same male dove calling his mate, and thought I'd take a (yes, voyeuristic peep in on them. His calls were once again answered by his love, and the ritual I'd seen the day before was played out exactly that morning.
Only this time, there was a third bird, another male dove, on an adjoining limb of that Elm tree, also watching the couple.
The first male didn't object really; he and his mate simply flew off into the deeper woods to find privacy.

But. On. Tuesday.
The male called and called and called and called for his mate. This time no answer, no joyous rendezvous. He seemed to panic, flitting from branch to branch to ground, here and yonder in search of her.
She never came to him. After more than an hour of plaintive wailing and crying.

On Wednesday of this week, the drama increased when I recognized the female in her usual feeding spot on the ground. A smaller male made his cry from a different limb, and she flew to him, singing Brbrbrbrbrbr. It was the male who had watched the couple two days prior on the Elm limb.
He preened and he flexed for her, and she groomed his neck and back silently, then leaped onto her back for around ten seconds stay before moving to her right side,
where they both made cooing sounds, together in unison.

There is no lesson here, no ulterior motive nor message implied.
Just what I've been doing lately.
It beats stressing about Zerobama and all~

XOXO

15 comments:

Jeffro said...

Storybook endings? Heh.

Glad you spoke up, was gettin' worried. You and Leti take care,now.

Most Rev. Gregori said...

My "Choctaw Son" You have no idea how thrilled and relieved I am to hear from you. I have really been getting worried.

Hope and pray that you and Leti are doing great. How is your Best friend doing? Staying out of trouble I hope.

Take care and God Bless.

Spitfire said...

Well, if I Brbrbrrbr at you, it's not a come one. Leti has nothing to be worried about. It's just the sound of relief that we've heard from you again!!!! Thrilled to see you back Sweetie. Hopefully the doves will work things out....or perhaps they already have. Hmmm. May have to think on that one. They usually are single maters I thought. Well, have a blessed week anyhow. Shalom, Spitfire

Hatless in Hattiesburg said...

must... not... make... "lonesome dove" joke...

glad you're okay and unstressed!

ABNPOPPA said...

Mal,

To follow in MRG'S vein, My Choctaw brother, if I may be so presumptuous, I am thrilled to see you back in the blogging scene. You have been missed and prayed for by me and many! PTL! Please to give big hug to your lovely bride and also big hug and back slapping to you.

Ecstatically,

Pops

McGehee said...

"It beats stressing about Zerobama and all"

That's for sure -- although lately "stressing" isn't the right word, I don't think. "Pointing and laughing" works for me.

Kini said...

Halito,

Nice to see you both, again.

[wanted to write more]

Aloha and welcome back.
You were both missed.

Kini

ak4mc said...

Hope y'all weren't in the path of any of those twisters.

Then again, hope y'all are NEVER in the path of any twisters.

--McGehee

Spitfire said...

Sure hope to hear from you soon so we know you guys are weathering the storms and hail safely. Praying for you all down in Texas. Shalom

Jungle Mom said...

I was so happy to get your comment! Hope to hear from you soon!

The Local Malcontent said...

T'anks, all~! With much love.

By the way, back soon on a regular basis, with answers.

Ron

Hatless in Hattiesburg said...

re "back soon" - yay.

(p.s. check your email inbox)

redneck preacher said...

Beats TV,
Saw two white doves on branch and a redtail grabbed one to the ground. We yelled and the hawk took off. Both doves were on the ground. Picked up the live one and the dead one wasn't dead.

Placed them in box with food, hay, water and watched the male (uninjured) cover the female (with what I thought was a death wound) with his wing. They stayed like that for a week almost then they both lived. Touching stuff that animal love.

Redneck preacher

Hatless in Hattiesburg said...

email sent. left a comment on my blog after your comment too...

John Kenly said...

Story is interesting.

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