"Ah look, it's Buttons!... Wait... What is.... BUTTONS! YOU LEAVE THAT BIRD ALONE!!" she yelled as she frantically dropped everything and rushed out the door.
We quickly followed and found a little baby dove quivering by the curb on the street.
He was missing feathers by his neck and lower back, and had a pretty ugly wound that was oozing blood. I was afraid that he would bite me if I tried to pick him up, so we gingerly eased him into a box and brought the poor little guy into the house.

They say that after a bird is bitten by a cat that there is something in the cat's saliva that is poisonous to birds. I don't know how true this is, and when I left he was doing quite well. He could move his wings, his bleeding had mostly stopped and he was breathing normally.
Currently I am waiting for a report, but I have high hopes.
If we are unable to find the nest, or someone to take care of him, I have agreed to take on the task of nursing him back to health and eventually letting him go back into the wild.. I am such a sucker for animals, especially hurt, helpless little babies.
Isnt he so cute tho?? :D
UPDATE: The Birdie survived the night and was given to someone who has experience raising doves. Lucky little guy :)
1 comment:
try dove lewis in portland! they might take him.
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