highland red
26-Mar-10, 16:43
A male Siskin flew into the bedroom window this morning (it does happen sometimes), and I did what I always do: which is to check that the bird was not obviously injured. (none has ever been before).
To my horror I saw that this time this wasn't the case and I went outside to find the little fella totally unconscious....but still breathing. I dumped the contents of a wooden storage box out on the bed and filled it with a load of kitchen roll, put the little bird gently inside placed the lid on the box and brought him inside into the warm and quiet room. (it was cold and drizzling outside).
I tried to get hold of The SPCA but there was no one there and as I had to go to work for an hour, I left the bird in the quiet and warm box.
If truth be known I was not hoping for a good outcome when I got back and my other half wouldn't get out of the car until I had checked.
To my total surprise the little fella had regained consciousness and looked much better.
I took the box outside and slowly took off the lid and he looked at me.
So I just put a hand underneath him and he flew right onto the fence near one of the feeders. We watched him for a wee while and we could see that he was improving, and then hey presto away he went with what appeared to be a perfectly normal flight.
What a great feeling it's given us. we really didn't know if we'd done the right thing at the time. The outcome has made me feel great.:Razz
To my horror I saw that this time this wasn't the case and I went outside to find the little fella totally unconscious....but still breathing. I dumped the contents of a wooden storage box out on the bed and filled it with a load of kitchen roll, put the little bird gently inside placed the lid on the box and brought him inside into the warm and quiet room. (it was cold and drizzling outside).
I tried to get hold of The SPCA but there was no one there and as I had to go to work for an hour, I left the bird in the quiet and warm box.
If truth be known I was not hoping for a good outcome when I got back and my other half wouldn't get out of the car until I had checked.
To my total surprise the little fella had regained consciousness and looked much better.
I took the box outside and slowly took off the lid and he looked at me.
So I just put a hand underneath him and he flew right onto the fence near one of the feeders. We watched him for a wee while and we could see that he was improving, and then hey presto away he went with what appeared to be a perfectly normal flight.
What a great feeling it's given us. we really didn't know if we'd done the right thing at the time. The outcome has made me feel great.:Razz