So I don't feel well. Long term medical condition is being a bitch. Social media is more toxic than usual. And I just want to roll into a little ball and hope to feel better in the morning. And hope not to vomit, I've been feeling that since last night. I long for a diagnosis. Whatever is wrong may not be curable but it would be easier to manage it if I knew what I was managing. I'm still waiting on hospital appointments (see below the pigeon picture).
But a pigeon decided to self rescue. The flock I feed is made up of a combination of strays and ferals. They get a visual inspection twice per day when I feed them, checking for illness, string foot and new strays (racers don't always settle into a flock if they don't make it home and as they're domestic sometimes they need to be placed into a home or aviary).
My friend here lingered behind the flock this evening and was tapping on the window in need of help. They're in a cat carrier in a room that my cats don't go into. I'm waiting on Merseyside Bird Rescue to either pick up the pigeon or drop off some antibiotics (suspected either canker or chlamydia - to get the link for that I skimmed through the abstract, dare I ask how that jumped from birds to humans, do I want to know, probably not).
At least Merseyside Bird Rescue are pleasant to deal with. Some pigeon rescue places are an absolute nightmare of toxicity. I think Merseyside Bird Rescue more focus on the seagulls though, so maybe seagull people are nicer?
I'm hoping the pigeon survives and can be released back into the flock (this one is very clearly a feral). They have a mate. And I hope the entire flock don't catch it.
But a pigeon decided to self rescue. The flock I feed is made up of a combination of strays and ferals. They get a visual inspection twice per day when I feed them, checking for illness, string foot and new strays (racers don't always settle into a flock if they don't make it home and as they're domestic sometimes they need to be placed into a home or aviary).
My friend here lingered behind the flock this evening and was tapping on the window in need of help. They're in a cat carrier in a room that my cats don't go into. I'm waiting on Merseyside Bird Rescue to either pick up the pigeon or drop off some antibiotics (suspected either canker or chlamydia - to get the link for that I skimmed through the abstract, dare I ask how that jumped from birds to humans, do I want to know, probably not).
At least Merseyside Bird Rescue are pleasant to deal with. Some pigeon rescue places are an absolute nightmare of toxicity. I think Merseyside Bird Rescue more focus on the seagulls though, so maybe seagull people are nicer?
I'm hoping the pigeon survives and can be released back into the flock (this one is very clearly a feral). They have a mate. And I hope the entire flock don't catch it.
In addition to the self-rescuing pigeon, I have been setting up an interview. Reminds me of my last interview that had to be rescheduled at the last minute because I had a hospital appointment. At least Mar Garcia was cool about it.
And on that thought, I'm only online to deal with this pigeon. I don't feel well at all and I have two novellas to finish up.
And on that thought, I'm only online to deal with this pigeon. I don't feel well at all and I have two novellas to finish up.