Yup. Springtime in Georgia...at least it’ll wash away some of the pollen. Maybe. I’m trying not to complain because first off, it does no good—we don’t control the weather—and second, come July or so, the constant refrain will be “we sure need some rain...”
The great horneds continue to grow apace. They’re now reluctant to be hand-fed so I’m cutting up the mice and placing them in their box for them to eat as they please, the big goofballs. Look closely and you can see the tufts that will form their “horns” starting to show!
The great horneds continue to grow apace. They’re now reluctant to be hand-fed so I’m cutting up the mice and placing them in their box for them to eat as they please, the big goofballs. Look closely and you can see the tufts that will form their “horns” starting to show!
The latest arrival is a nestling mourning dove, who came in Thursday. The finder found it on the ground after strong winds but didn’t see a nest in the tree above. Given doves’ lackadaisical approach to nest-building, this isn’t surprising. He’s eating well and growing nicely.
The red tail is SO ready to go, poor fellow. But we keep having rain delays. Things look promising toward the end of this week. (Yeah, I know—I said that last week. And they kept adding rain chances and it kept raining juuust enough to postpone releases...)
The red-phase screech in the mini-pen is biding his time, as well.
The gray-phase screech is perching now but sits huddled right up against the wall of the box and his head still droops. He CAN raise it—and will, when I put food in—but he seems to prefer hanging it down. And those constantly dilated pupils aren’t normal. He’s self-feeding, though, so he can at least see well enough to locate white mice on a white box liner. He’s made progress since last week, though, so...fingers crossed...
The next update will be a day early, on Saturday, so I can spend Easter Sunday with my family.
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