Thursday, 4 September 2014
Grounded
So, the vet in Armadale thinks we're stalking them today. When we come across an injured bird, we usually try to take it to a veterinary clinic that has contact with a bird sanctuary. With some luck the bird can be healed and returned to the wild. This leads me to these two little characters I met today. A general rule of thumb is if a bird has suddenly lost his ability to fly, he most likely will be picked off by natural selection. It was just unusual today to find two injured birds in completely different circumstances. The first little character was the White Corella that I found wandering round Minnawarra Park. Corella's are entertaining to catch, as you want to keep your skin away from that beak. They bite hard. I essentially just dropped a hessian bag over the top of him and let him chomp on that til I could put him in a bucket and take him to the vet. You cant tell from the photo, but he was missing an eye and had a bit of a chunk taken out of his wing. He was lively though, hissed at me a bit, completely unaware that Im helping. The second injured bird we came across to day was a crow. I saw him hopping around in Memorial Park during the rubbish run, but didnt think too much of it. When he was sitting still when we returned to Memorial after smoko, thats when we figured there was something wrong. It took myself and my workmate to corner and grab him. His foot was curled up and there was something wrong with his wing, but no visible signs of any wounds. He was relatively quiet little guy, though he did make a few rattling noises when he got sick of being manhandled on the way to the vet. Unfortunately it is very unlikely that I will hear from the vet again on the outcome for these little guys. God speed fellas, hope you make a full recovery.
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