On the first day of Christmas my true love gave to me "A pigeon in a pine tree!"
Two weeks ago today I was driving to West Bend to do some Christmas shopping. On the way I noticed a bird huddled by the side of the road, it was sleeting out. I pulled over to check it out and it was a pigeon. I stooped to pick it up and it didn't even try to get away. It's wing was broken, eye bloodied and blood coming from the beak. The prognosis didn't look good, but I put the pigeon on the mat rubber side up in the back of my car and scooped up a bit of snow. At least it would be out of the elements (I hate Winter, and being cold). I checked on it at each stop and noticed it took a drink of the now melted snow. I did my planned shopping and when I arrived home the pigeon was still alive. So I put it in a crate with some water and food. It drank a little water. The next day Noel, the pigeon, was moving around a bit and it's eye was mostly cleared up. I taped the wing up and hoped for the best, which would be to release it back into the wild. Noel has recovered except for it's wing. I guess I now have another pet. The pigeon is quite friendly and enjoys coming out of the crate. Time to find a bigger cage!
3 comments:
I'm one of those people that also rescue birds and yes, admires pigeons. Fun!
What a great thing you did! I'm going to tell this story to a friend who is a huge pigeon lover.
That is such a nice thing you did! Noel looks like a very young pigeon, only a few months old. I pick up young or sick pigeons from the street and take them home to recover. I have pet ones as well. They can make great pets.
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