The Odds Aren’t Great

Story and Image (of Mags) by me, Fiona

For the past 6 months or so I have been regularly feeding a female magpie – I call her Mags or Maggie.

We chat, well I chat and she sings.

Some days she comes inside for a wander, others I sit outside while she eats.

She will sometimes come multiple times a day, despite me only feeding her once. For a bit of singing and chatting.

It all started with me learning that a magpie you feed will never swoop you. So I started feeding the ones in my backyard. Mags kept coming back. And to stop her tapping on the glass while I work (to get my attention) I started opening the door. And she started wandering in.

She doesn’t come by every day, but we have built a level of trust.

A trust that may be damaged when my new puppy, Daisy, arrives next week.

I wonder what the odds are of my puppy and magpie becoming friends?

Zero? 0.1%?

I can always hope.