I did speak with Anne from International Crane Foundation early last week, and after we stopped laughing at my predicament, she said LWR’s stilt-legged guests would leave when they got ready so to just enjoy them while they’re here and not worry too much unless they’re still hanging around come May or June.
With that said, here are more sandhill pix and vids for your viewing pleasure!
Unfortunately, this poor fellow never opened his eyes. He couldn’t swallow and was severely emaciated, so rather than a window strike, I really suspect he was migrating and simply crashed from sheer exhaustion and starvation. Migration, as gorgeous as it can be when large flocks of birds fly over or land to eat or roost, is a very dangerous time for birds. Not all survive the trip, and this poor bird didn’t.
The gray squirrel’s eyes opened this week and he’s started nibbling a bit at solid food, but he still mostly sleeps. That will be the case for another week or so, and then his activity level will pick up considerably.
This is the first kingfisher who’s been a guest at LWR, so I called colleague Grace Krick in Connecticut for advice. Grace specializes in waterfowl, and I wanted to make sure my treatment plan was in line with what she’d recommend. After laughing with me about kingfishers’ HUGE attitudes, totally out of proportion to their small size (about the size of a blue jay), she confirmed that my intended treatment was pretty much what she’d do, so now it’s just a matter of hoping the soft tissue trauma resolves as it should, with no lingering issues for the little spitfire!