Don't even think it! Don't even allow the thought to formulate in YOUR brain.. WE know a lot of YOU maybe thinking "what a fuss, it was only a wild bird".
WE know he is a wild bird but he is OUR wild bird. He came to HER for help which SHE did.
He came on February 1st and left today in the early afternoon. He had a full crop and had eaten proper food and drunk clean water with avian vitamins in it for over a week.
His poor little foot had recovered as much as it ever would, the broken and damaged toe was helped greatly by old Mother Nature, it went black and dropped off his foot.
When SHE let him go this afternoon, he fluttered down the ground, then flew up on to the large flower pot which sits by the front door.
He turned and looked at HER for a while, standing still with his eyes fixed on HER face, then he flew to the top of the steps, where he turned and looked at HER again.
SHE, selfishly, would have much preferred it if he had zoomed off but he was probably adjusting to being out in the open again and wondering where all his friends were.
London pigeons mate for life and live (as long as they eat and drink enough and don't get killed by accident) for about eighteen to twenty years.
SHE is sure that Little Dove was a male pigeon, his avian family must have wondered what on earth happened to him. It is dark and chilly out there, WE had supper and hope that he has eaten again today and is with his family / mate.
WE hope that YOU will, if YOU do not already do so, purchase proper food to take care of YOUR wild birds. YOU don't have to have to do anything except to put it out in the day time, being careful not to put it where cats can creep up on them. And remember that they need clean water as well.
Birds of all breeds are all beautiful, not every one has to be a chic grey parrot with a flashy red tail, Little Dove had mottled grey feathers, his head feathers were dark with a florescent sheen, with bright pink feet.
OUR boy, bit HER yesterday afternoon, the first time he had done so and SHE knew that today was the day he must go. It was his way of telling HER "enough, I want to go now".
Don't worry, to help nature, YOU don't have to bring them 'in', but YOU can do the following, feed, love, watch these beautiful creatures and let them into YOUR heart.
I used to sit on top of his door and talk to him, it was 'strange' but rather nice to have another avian person here, I miss him, in fact, WE both miss him.
GeeGee Parrot.
February 10th, 2014.
WE know he is a wild bird but he is OUR wild bird. He came to HER for help which SHE did.
He came on February 1st and left today in the early afternoon. He had a full crop and had eaten proper food and drunk clean water with avian vitamins in it for over a week.
His poor little foot had recovered as much as it ever would, the broken and damaged toe was helped greatly by old Mother Nature, it went black and dropped off his foot.
When SHE let him go this afternoon, he fluttered down the ground, then flew up on to the large flower pot which sits by the front door.
He turned and looked at HER for a while, standing still with his eyes fixed on HER face, then he flew to the top of the steps, where he turned and looked at HER again.
SHE, selfishly, would have much preferred it if he had zoomed off but he was probably adjusting to being out in the open again and wondering where all his friends were.
London pigeons mate for life and live (as long as they eat and drink enough and don't get killed by accident) for about eighteen to twenty years.
SHE is sure that Little Dove was a male pigeon, his avian family must have wondered what on earth happened to him. It is dark and chilly out there, WE had supper and hope that he has eaten again today and is with his family / mate.
WE hope that YOU will, if YOU do not already do so, purchase proper food to take care of YOUR wild birds. YOU don't have to have to do anything except to put it out in the day time, being careful not to put it where cats can creep up on them. And remember that they need clean water as well.
Birds of all breeds are all beautiful, not every one has to be a chic grey parrot with a flashy red tail, Little Dove had mottled grey feathers, his head feathers were dark with a florescent sheen, with bright pink feet.
OUR boy, bit HER yesterday afternoon, the first time he had done so and SHE knew that today was the day he must go. It was his way of telling HER "enough, I want to go now".
Don't worry, to help nature, YOU don't have to bring them 'in', but YOU can do the following, feed, love, watch these beautiful creatures and let them into YOUR heart.
I used to sit on top of his door and talk to him, it was 'strange' but rather nice to have another avian person here, I miss him, in fact, WE both miss him.
GeeGee Parrot.
February 10th, 2014.
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