Submitted by Gitie on 28 April, 2010 - 11:34
So you've found a lone baby bird... Now what?
Quite simply, a wild animal's chance of survival is greatly increased when left in its natural environment. Having said that, what about the 25% of babies that are orphans?
When you find a baby bird, before making any decision to intervene, the first thing you have to do is decide which of the following situations we're dealing with:
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Submitted by Gitie on 20 April, 2010 - 16:57
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Submitted by Gitie on 11 April, 2010 - 15:36
by Gabrielle Friebe
We named them Salt and Pepper - the plovers were found just hatched next to a pile of feathers that was their mum. We don't know what happened to her. Feral cat, powerful owl something like that. Scroll down or click on the links below for their story and pictures:
2 Plover Close
They both fitted into the palm of Pete's hand and were very thankful of a warm hand rescuing them from the confusion of mum not being around.
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Submitted by Gitie on 5 April, 2010 - 15:10
by Shirley Oelman
I have magpies that visit every now and then and would like to talk about them.
They first came calling regularly in late July 2009.
17Oct 09, 10:01am Warbling so beautiful
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At first I ignored them, then, as they seemed so insistent I went out outside to check out the noise.
There were 5 to start with and the numbers dwindled to 2 from November. I threw out onto the ground minced steak, multi grain bread and some varieties of fruit & veg, plus crushed up biscuits. There is always 2 lots of water for them. One of the magpies loved grapes. The other one would not touch them. If I ignored their call one would come up to my front door and call, then stand and wait looking at the door. When I stepped out it (the darker, taller one) ran away a short distance until I called it and dropped food and then it came within 4 foot of me and ate. The light grey one always kept back and never came too close.
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