"Musso The Magnificent"

By Outback Jack

Here we go again folks. Now this isnít a story about manís best friend or womanís best friend either for that matter. This is a true story about a bird, one of this countryís more abundant pink and grey Galah. Now this fellow was commonly known around "Clonagh" cattle station, where he spent most of his life as "Musso"

How Musso was no ordinary bird, for he had a club foot, which meant all of his landing and grasping was done with one foot. That made for some horrific landings. Nine times out of ten he would come into land on the ground and end up on his back with his feet in the air. The lady who told me about this was on the station at the time and she would hear the thud and the screech and go out and put Musso the right way up. Musso( I did say he was no ordinary bird), worked out that if he could hang onto something when he landed, it was a lot easier on the body. He started the habit of landing on the station house fly screened windows and doors, hanging by one foot until rescued, or he would land on peoples heads, grabbing hold of their hair with his one good foot and flopping down over their faces.

The station people would see Musso coming and would start yelling, "Look out. Look out!! Now it didnít take this smart bird long before he started issuing these warnings himself. Heíd come in to land with this very loud, "Look out, Look Out !" This frightened the wits out of many a new chum or station visitor.

One day there were three cattle buyers at the station looking over some cattle. They had seen all they wanted of the cattle and were taking a stroll, presumably discussing prices or some such thing. Now, two of the buyers wore hats and the third had no hat. It was an understood rule with Musso that he didnít land on anyone that wore a hat because the hat always fell off and him with it, so he always picked people without head gear. The buyer, who was also as bald as a baboons bum was in for a hell of a surprise!

These three buyers came back to the homestead, two doubled up with laughter, the other holding a hankie on his dome, complaining about the local wildlife. "Look what a bloody galah did to me" he said, removing the bloodied handkerchief from his head. "But to the birdís credit", he said," It did try to warn me. He was yelling "look out,look out, look out" all the time." No one let on who it was but all had a good belly laugh.= ....Jack.



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