I don’t think he’d thank you for making him celibate!
Thanks for all the images. Isn’t it amazing how fast they mature?
Henry has some gorgeous markings!
He really does. A handsome bird. I’ve often thought if I were going to buy a pigeon, Henry would be the one I’d pick.
Someone on the pigeon boards told me his pattern marks him as a Blue Grizzle. Examples I’ve found on the Internet don’t really look like that, but I like the idea of his full name being Henry Blue Grizzle.
And again, Henry is the father of Ladyboy and grandfather of all these current squabs hatching on our balcony.
The new video is uploaded, from early last week. Monday, October 21. 29-day-old Pete demands Dad feed him. Mama minds the new eggs.
And speaking of the new eggs, it’s Saturday morning here. Henry ordered his breakfast as usual by jumping up into the window. When I fed him, Ladyboy moved away from the nest, and I thought I could see some tiny cracks in one egg. Upon inspection, it looks like there are cracks in both eggs. Tiny, nascent cracks. I could not see the eggshell moving, but holding one of them, I’m pretty sure I felt movement inside. Looks like Tony and Pam may be coming out soon. 
Love the video. Thanks for sharing. I see your balcony door is open. Do the pidgees ever try to come inside?
Love the video. A young pidgee reminds me of a kid near the register in a grocery store “Mom, I want this! Dad, get me that! Whine, whine whine!” until the parent gives in.
And we have squabs! Tony and Pam both hatched this morning, November 3. I came home a little after 2am and saw a small hole in both eggs and movement beneath one of them. Come daylight and Voila! The problem is they look exactly alike, so we’re not sure which one is Tony and which Pam. There is no clear first-hatched.
Usually not. They seem to sense this is the monsters’ lair. But Geri has and one or two others have jumped up on the threshold to peer in. And one we called Big Red came strutting in like he owned the place once.
Exactly. Some things cross species.
Well. Pete is six weeks old tonight (Sunday night), but we came home to find him not here for the first time. 
Meanwhile, Tony and Pam have noticeably grown in the past 12 hours.
Monday morning and Pete is back, so all is well. I wonder where he was last night. And he keeps jumping up into the window like his grandfather, Henry, and peering in. But I know he can’t be ordering food, he doesn’t have that experience. Just seems curious.
Charlie, meanwhile, turns five months old the Sunday after next and has never missed a night home. This despite his parents obviously wishing he would leave. IIRC, pigeons become sexually mature at about six months, although maybe that’s just for females and egg-laying ability. But Charlie’s going to have to go look for a mate soon.
Day-old Tony and Pam are healthy little guys.
Wednesday night, we’re having a heavy post-seasonal rain, and all four grown-ish pidgess have come farther in from the rails. Pete stayed away two nights but has been back for two. Now Mama really chases after Pete, and even Dad, so sweet and loving to him just a week ago, has started pecking at him to leave. Ah well.
The new squabs Tony and Pam are 3-1/2 days old. Should open their eyes tomorrow or Friday. Getting BIG. Turning blacker, particularly in the face now. Wish they could stay all pink and small.
Friday morning and still getting some rain off and on. We’re past the rainy season, but that doesn’t always mean anything. The heaviest rain I’ve personally seen here occurred in a November. That was in 1988, when it rained heavily for 72 hours straight without letup. That was up North. This time I wonder if we’re catching the very edge of the typhoon that’s socking the Philippines right now, which is being called by BBC the strongest hurricane ever to make landfall. Yikes! (Not that Bangkok ever gets hit by typhoons. We just get some rain fallout.)
But back to the pidgees. Pete stayed away only those two nights, then decided to start staying here again. We’re not sure if he just happened to get caught somewhere in the dark those nights or if he realized there’s be no late-night snacks for him at his new place. But now we’re back to having to decide whether to remove the tree pots after this batch of squabs. We have four large pigeons sleeping there at night, and they may not be going anywhere. And there are two new ones. We’ll keep monitoring the situation.
As for the new ones, five-day-old Tony and Pam should be opening their eyes a little anytime now. Getting big. One has a lighter-colored beak than the other, at least for now, and that one we’ve decided is Pam.
Wednesday morning and we had a bit of a scare last night. The Bully and Charlie failed to return home before dark and were missing all night. This is the first time The Bully has done this since moving in here, and with new squabs to help take care of we were fearing the worst. Ladyboy the mother was here, but still, it was not a good sign. But he showed back up this morning.
Charlie’s still gone though. He turns five months old next Sunday, and this was his very first night away. Hope he’s okay. He may have been shocked to learn there are no late-night snacks available elsewhere. Pete was here too last night. He’s missed a few nights over the past week and a half. 52 days old now.
Tony and Pam, whom we’ve actually started calling Anthony and Pamela, are 10 days old and healthy. Will post new pics soon.
Maybe Charlie did find another place that will feed him. Or a mate or something. Hope wherever he is he’s safe, not all the pidgees can “stay home”.
Well, Charlie returned the next evening and has been here ever since. So he just missed the one night. He turns five months old next week, and Pete will turn two months. But Pete often whups ass on Charlie, so we’re thinking Pete probably is a male and Charlie a female. The Bully has been here each night since too. Dunno what happened Tuesday night.
But now we’re back to the problem of what to do with the nest. If the squabs aren’t going to leave, their numbers can’t keep increasing. And The Bully and Ladyboy have been having sex out there again. Right in front of all the children! Animals. Tony and Pam are 12 days old today (Friday) and almost big enough to be moved into the flower box. We’ll see what happens with them, but if they end up hanging around too, we’ll probably have to remove the tree pots after the next clutch of eggs.
Oh, and little Spooky, she of the broken leg, still comes around. Have not seen her mate with her for a while, so they may be taking turns on the nest again. She is very lucky to be alive and gets around amazingly well on just the one leg. In fact, she hates Geri and has started to attack her, hopping at her like the Black Knight in Monty Python and the Holy Grail. She’s become braver and finally understands better that we’re not chasing her away, but we do have to stop her when she starts attacking Geri.
LOL
Pete’s turning aggressive. A male for sure. Just a couple of weeks ago he was still pestering Dad for feedings, but then last night (Friday night) he attacked Dad. Then later he got into a big fight with Charlie that I had to break up, and when I did Pete flew off into the night.
Teenagers! What can you do?
Pete did come back the next evening. Still fought with Charlie a little but nothing as serious as the night before. That was a lockdown, death-grip struggle.
We transferred Tony and Pam to the flower box. Cute little guys. Two weeks old today (Sunday), the feathers are coming out, and they’re going to be beautiful. Ladyboy and The Bully really produce some fine-looking children. Will try to get those photos up soon. Pete is eight weeks old today and Charlie five months.
Sounds like the “tough love” worked.