Nosy, the noisy miner bird
Also known as soldier bird or Mickey bird
Hi — great to have you here. Bring your friends next time.
I'm Nosy, and I'm a sociable noisy miner at Calamvale Creek in Brisbane, Australia. Some people think we are noisy, but to us it's natural to chatter while being sociable in our group at the creek.
I'm not afraid of most humans. In fact, I enjoy having humans around — except those bratty little children who try to catch me. If I see you on the wooden bridge at Calamvale Creek, I will fly down and say hello.
I like to know what's going on around the creek, and constantly visit the wooden bridge to meet my other miner friends so we can discuss what's happening.
What do I eat?
I am called a honeyeater, because I like to feed on the nectar of plants such as grevilleas and other nectar-rich food when I can find them. You can see me looking for nectar in a hibiscus in the photo below. I also like bread.
I also eat insects and spiders. Yum. Lots of protein. This morning I spent 15 minutes trying to get a spider who had built a huge web around her. I gave up eventually because I didn't want to get her sticky web over me.
Don't confuse me
Don't confuse me with the brown common myna (different spelling from noisy miner). The common myna came from India in the 1860s, and is related to the starlings. Phuh! Who would want to be related to the starlings!
There are plenty of common mynas around Calamvale, but so far we have managed to keep them out of the main part of the creek and park. We have also driven out the finches, wrens, sacred kingfishers, and some other birds from the southern part of the creek, although the rainbow lorikeets have moved into a hole in a tree up near Alpinia Place, and the new generation of young lorikeets are starting to visit again.
We are currently giving the crested pigeons a hard time. We follow them home and nip them on the way. If we see them on the ground we dive-bomb them and try to nip off their crest feathers with our sharp beaks.
Can I sing?
I haven't mentioned that I am a beautiful singer.
In the breeding season (July to December), I have a particularly beautiful pre-dawn song that is almost as lovely as the butcherbirds' songs.
But not all my songs are mellow and musical. Sometimes I sing raucous annoying songs — just like you teenagers do. They are full of “zwits” and “karrks” and “zits”. At least it shows we have a wide musical taste, doesn't it!
You may see me in a number of areas around Calamvale Creek, but you are most likely to see me somewhere near the wooden bridge.
— Nosy, the noisy miner