The Carolina wren, a fledgling, was dropped off at a vet clinic about 60 miles away and Christina, a wonderful new volunteer, stepped in to make the drive, with four children in tow, to get this bird to LWR. The wren came in with a food-covered face from feeding by the vet clinic and leg issues that I honestly thought would require euthanasia, but with proper nutrition she seems to be improving and I think she may be a candidate for release after all.
To avoid repetition, see last week’s rant about cats. To recap briefly, RESPONSIBLE CAT OWNERS KEEP THEIR CATS INDOORS.
And this poor barred owl who came in Sunday had a nasty wing fracture. I was pretty sure it was unfixable, and the x-ray the next morning at Smalley’s confirmed it. His wing was well and truly trashed; Jim and I both grimaced in sympathy for the poor bird upon seeing the x-ray. He was euthanized.
The cat-attacked mourning dove is healing nicely but still doesn’t show enough feather regrowth for the flight pen.
Well, in case you missed it in the photos and video tour of the songbird flight a couple of weeks ago, here are photos, followed by an explanation:
The dove took two days to decide to leave; the swallow took about half an hour. Yep, I’m liking this escape hatch!
I promised Cody Rogers, the Georgia Southern student who spearheaded and coordinated the efforts to build both the new flights, that the first downy raptor of the season would be named after him. I honestly expected it to be earlier in the year, but Cody the brancher great horned owl came in last Sunday evening with a damaged eye.
The cornea appeared to be torn or scratched, so Cody the GHO was one of the three birds vet Jim Hobby saw Monday. Jim said the cornea had actually been punctured and part of the aqueous humour had drained out. The iris had actually migrated slightly to seal the puncture, so we had a bird with a very painful eye, but it was treatable. It ain’t pretty and his vision may impaired, but he’s young enough that he can adjust, as it’ll be all he’s ever known when he starts to hunt.
The pileated was lucky in that the finder had been watching the nest and knew when he heard the parents raising a fuss that something was wrong. He found this baby on the ground with a slightly injured wing that he was afraid was broken, so he drove 100 miles one way to bring the bird to LWR. Fortunately, his wing injury was minor. He’s doing great and will be ready to “fledge” to the flight pen soon.