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Have you ever seen something that was simply too perfect?
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Okay, so it’s not a pear tree. But a partridge on your Christmas wreath is pretty damn close.
We had one of those beauties on our front lawn a few years ago.
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I had no idea what it was and had to look him up in my bird watchers bible.
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Native to the Middle East and southern Asia, the Chukar was brought as a game bird to North America, where it has thrived in some arid regions of the west. From late summer to early spring, Chukars travel in coveys, but they may be hard to see as they range through the brush of steep desert canyons. They become more conspicuous in spring, when the harsh cackling chuk chuk chukar of the territorial males echoes from the rocky cliffs.
They’re noisy little devils and if you’ve ever heard one… you’re not apt to forget it.
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River's world..... 
The chukar sounds are very familiar, like how people react to my puns and jokes — well, maybe just people who want to humor me. 😥
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Rest assured, I laugh outright.
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Whether it is talking or singing, that sound definitely is memorable.
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We have two pear trees, but he showed no interest…
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Dude sounds a bit like a chicken.
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A seriously pissed off chicken. Yes.
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Hi! Nice blog post!
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I just thought I might add a different bird call to contrast with your chukars…
If you’ve ever heard them live they can send shivers down your spine and cause goosebumps on your skin. Hauntingly beautiful!
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I live in Maine…
We’re surrounded by loons!
I love them, and their haunting songs.
❤️
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