Early in Oct Pan came home with a small wound on his back.
Otherwise he seemed fine and I treated it with my special veterinus gel –
within two days little feathers were growing back in!
Cissie had a PMV relapse – making her more floppy in the
head and more inclined to go round and round in circles. Maybe the excitement
of the summer, having a mate and becoming a mother got to her in the end!
Anyway, she would have to be a whole lot worse before I would consider the
dreaded trip to the vet – she is still my girl - My clever girl, Pan’s mother!
18th Oct - I am very fond of this pair - Mr. Strong and his new mate, Blackie
Above, Pan - my big strong gorgeous boy!
20.10.15 - I had thought that the nasty eye infection
amongst the general flock had blown over but one day I realised that a bright
sandy little pigeon with unusually purple iridescent feathers on her breast had
got something wrong with one eye, so I set out to capture her. She was a pigeon
I had particularly noticed before – because of the unusual colouring – so I
know that she had had nothing wrong with her eyes previously or I would’ve picked
up on it. Once I had got her I had a good look – one eye was very puffy,
bloodshot, practically closed and with two lumpy areas in the region our
eyebrows would be. I gently pressed
round the eye and a piece of cheesy solid matter came into view over her eye
and popped out.
As you can see from the photo, it was quite large. I treated
the eye with the excellent drops I get from Healingsun on ebay and released
her. Next day I caught her again – and the same amount of matter was eased out
of her eye. If you didn’t know you’d think it was half a soggy small peanut.
This stuff, hard pus I suppose, was the cause of the two bulgy lumps above her
eye. I used the drops again of course. This sounds a bit gross, but it was very satisfying to get rid of the stuff and give the bird some relief - several times I had seen her scratching at her eye with her foot; it must've been painful and irritating, and of course was making her practically blind in that eye, and therefore vulnerable.
On the third day, her eye was looking
better, and by the fourth really good. On the fifth day I could tell by looking
at her that her eye was fine and I didn’t need to try and catch her to do the
drops. Amazing – cured in 4 treatments, yet if you had seen her the first day
you wouldn’t have thought she even HAD an eye it looked so awful. I wish I had
taken photos every day, the cure was so dramatic. As I write it is now 28th
Oct and Sorrel, as I call her, is with the flock every day and perfectly fine.
Below, the homies gather in the kitchen doorway - with naughty Pan, who can fly of course, up on the left on the sink unit. (the blue things you can see in the garden are stacked bags of coal!)
Cissie and Cloud in the bath - the water was probably fairly clean though the bath has algae growing on it but I read that it is good for the birds not to clean the algae off - so I don't very often
I haven’t seen my Autumn – (my oldest white dove hatched in
my cote) for several weeks now, since the beginning of October, but she has
gone away before for long periods and then returned, so I hope that will prove
to be the case this time too.
23.10.15 - 5.15pm - Above and below, my little loner, Tigerlily
You might or might not remember Tigerlily from my last blog.
She’s a feisty little skinny black and white pigeon that I was treating for the
eye infection. Every day in October I have marked on my dovie calendar whether
I have seen her or not, for feeding, and only missed seeing her on three days
or rather late afternoons or early evenings, as she always comes late. Her
story continues .....
28.10.15 – It was quarter to five and as the clocks have
changed already getting very gloomy indeed, and past the time I would expect to
see any pigeon around. I started cooking the dinner in the back kitchen as we
haven’t lit our aga yet, so was in and out of the house, when suddenly there wasTigerlily
on the roof! I got the pot of food I had ready for her and went out and started
throwing it on the garden table, and eventually she came down. She immediately
gobbled up one peanut, then just sat there, panting or breathing in a heavier
way than usual. I talked gently to her and sprinkled more food, as I walked
round the table so I could get a good look at her from all sides. She seemed to
be unharmed, but something seemed a little wrong or different, and I didn’t
like her breathing. I decided that if I could I would capture her, just for the
night, so she got a forced rest and didn’t have to face the possibly long
flight back to wherever she comes from in the semi-darkness. I got the net, but
actually just grabbed her with my hand. Inside, I examined her eyes with my
glasses on plus a magnifying glass, and both seemed fine. In fact, I couldn’t
remember which one I had treated with the drops. She was quite light and a bit
skinny, but otherwise ok. As it was nearly bedtime anyway, I put her in Pan’s
day box, and locked her in for food and water , and put Pan straight to bed in
his night box. I left the food and water with her for a few minutes so she
could eat more and get a drink, but it really was getting pretty gloomy by this
time (or ‘doomy’ as my three year old granddaughter calls it!) so I removed it
before carrying her box into the room where the homies sleep. Then I brought
Cloud in next because she always makes cooing noises when I put her to bed and
I think that hearing this any ‘newbie’ will be reassured that they are in the
company of their own kind. I will of course release her tomorrow morning, as
soon as the other pigeons are on the roof, provided she does not seem worse. I
think maybe she is just exhausted – other pigeons have benefited from just one
night’s rest. For all I know she might roost just round the corner, but somehow
I get the vibe that she flies a long distance, and comes here just to eat due to
lack of food in her more local area. She is rarely with other pigeons which means she is more vulnerable.
Thurs 29.10 15 - I
released Tigerlily after taking a photo....
and first she flew to a roof away from
the other pigeons which is not good news because they do that if they feel
poorly..... but a bit later, she joined some others on the main roof
and by
8.45am had gone. I wondered if I would ever see her again....I doubted it, and
my heart was breaking already.
Fri 30.10.15 – After bringing the homies in, I still kept
popping to the kitchen to see if Tigerlily had managed to come back, and
eventually there she was at 3.30pm just before it starts to get dusky and
gloomy – alone again, naturally! I took out food, and while she ate I skirted
round the table trying to look nonchalant but really waiting for an opportunity
to grab her! Again I managed it, poor
skinny little thing, and one eye, though not looking infected, looks a bit
closed. Here she is in temporary accommodation, in with Cissie.
Soon the homies
will go to their night boxes and she can have Pan’s box for the night. Of
course using boxes for birds like Tigerlily and even bringing them in is a
potential risk for the health of the homies, but all the birds take their
chance and I just do the best I can, and keep them all as clean as poss. Just
after this, a white dove appeared on the garden table with one pigeon. The dove
had a long piece of straw tangled round one foot, and trailing after it – it
was sort of criss-crossed round the foot in ballet shoe style. I threw peanuts
and made a grab for the straw – but missed! Hopefully straw is not as binding
as string or wire but when they can’t shake off something tangled up , pigeons
can lose their feet.
Below, Chino relaxing on top of her box - she doesnt do this very often, she's such a
scaredy-bird, mostly just hiding inside
Sat 31st Oct – So I had to leave the house at
10.45am – the three homies had been brought in and would be all right in the
conservatory. I also, luckily, had managed to catch Pan and he too would have
to spend a boring day inside but I did put one of the water baths on the
conservatory floor and hoped he would manage to amuse himself. He isn’t crated
like the other three. Luckily hubby is away this weekend or goodness knows what
I would’ve done
I had released Tigerlily and she’d gone by 8am, but at 8.30am
she’d come back and was sitting on the side of one of the water-baths, in the
odd upright way she has. I gently approached her and without difficulty picked
her up – but what to do with her? I put
her in the hutch on the raised bed, with the door open, so she could leave if
she wanted to..... but she didn’t, she went into the ‘night’ part and hid. Poor
little thing. I couldn’t leave her in the garden for any random fox to break
into the hutch and eat her while I was out, so I made arrangements – and had her in with the others, but not
loose like Pan. At least she would be safe and I could enjoy my day out. But
she is obviously weakening, and unfortunately I don’t really expect her to
survive in the long term.
Although my plan was not to ring, name or get fond of any
more pigeons, it is impossible for me not to with some of them. Tigerlily, like
others before her, has captured my heart.
But also, she reminds me of and is my last link with Tink and
Tinkerbell. Tink was first, Pan’s sibling, and the day after she died was the
first day I bought another little pigeon in – and named her after
Tink....Tinkerbell. Less than 2 weeks
later, Tinkerbell was also dead, and I was treating Tigerlily (named after
Tinkerbell – if you get the Disney connection) for the eye infection. All small
little pigeons with endearing personalities, and Tigerlily has unusual
colouring for the pigeons round here.
I leave you with Lucky, my daddy cote bird, and his current mate. Lottie, who seems to be sticking with him. Will they be having babies again in the spring - hope so!
Bye for now, I will catch up again at Christmas.
To be cont........
