This little nestling was brought in by Peter after he found him abando0nded in his garden. I immediately put him in a heated hospital cage and gave him a feed. That was the start of a very tiring few weeks because he needed feeding every half an hour up until late evening, with each day starting in time to feed him at 6am when he started shouting for food. Peter had named him Condor. If his size didn’t fit the name, his appetite certainly did !! So started our journey together. Because I work entirely on my own, Condor had to come everywhere with me, travelling on a hot water bottle in the car, when I had to get supplies. Condor continued to thrive and when it was time for his release I had mixed emotions. Joy that he had matured into a very strong healthy little chap but, as always, when I release any bird, the concerns of him surviving in the wild with all the challenges wild birds face. I need not have worried at all. Condor has not only survived but decided he would have bed and breakfast here. Every afternoon he comes into one of the sheds where he stays overnight. He has breakfast in the morning and then spends the day going from the bird table, hen food, anything he can eat in fact ! Condor very often travels around the Sanctuary perched on the top of my head, whilst I am doing my chores. He has it all worked out.
Edgar arrived at the sanctuary on the 2nd July. He had been shot in the side and the wing. The rest of his family were killed. Someone then kept him for a month without seeking Veterinary help for him. This resulted in Edgar’s injuries healing in an unnatural way. He will never be able to fly. When Edgar first arrived he was absolutely terrified of everything. I have a very large open enclosure for him with trees and a shed he can go in if he chooses to. During the last 4 months Edgar has slowly gained confidence and physical strength. Not long after he arrived he became very ill and I did not expect him to survive. He needed intensive care and thankfully he slowly recovered. He had an infection from one of his wounds which had been slowly debilitating him before he even arrived here. If I sit in his enclosure he will now come and stand a foot or two away from me. He doesn’t trust me enough to let me touch him or take food from me but Ravens are the least social of all the Corvids, so I would not expect anything more at this stage. He will not tolerate anyone else approaching his enclosure. He is one of the most magnificent birds I have had the privilege to work with.
I am creating pictures using only feathers. These I collect from birds at the sanctuary when they are molting. All proceeds from the sale of these pictures are going towards the funds needed for the hospital facility. Click onto Feather Pictures to see some examples.
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My main goal at the moment is to have a fully equipped hospital facility with thermostatically controlled cages and an isolation area. I need a building that is fully insulated and large enough to house both cages off the ground and holding bays for injured or sick birds such as ducks, geese or hens and a treatment area.
I will have to rely on fundraising and donations and hopefully selling some of my feather pictures, seen in the gallery. I will be showing more examples shortly. I have been blessed this week with a donation by an anonymous person, which will go a long way towards achieving this aim, and I thank them most sincerely. I am very overwhelmed by their kindness. I would also like to say a huge thank you to Steve and Diane for their hard work in their fundraising.
It would be wonderful to have the hospital fully operational before the start of next winter so if anyone has any fundraising ideas, I would be very grateful.
In March I gave a home to 20 ex battery hens. They had a very long journey from Wexford and were exhausted when they arrived in the evening. The following morning some were very stressed and huddled in a corner but some of the more adventurous souls took a few tentative steps outside. They have a field which is secured with high fencing enabling them to enjoy the freedom they have never known.
A few weeks have passed and they are all well and not only enjoy their field but quite like to inspect my kitchen and my garden, which is now more or less denuded of anything resembling a flower. A couple of them have also discovered there are tasty treats in my bird feeders on my windowsill. It is becoming quite a challenge walking around my garden because I will suddenly discover a large hole that has been carefully designed as a dust bath. A happy outcome for all of them.
We have our first Turkey at Little Wings. I have named him Kojak. He is a baby and was brought in as an abuse case, through the County Vet.
Kojak had been acquired by someone who then proceeded to keep him in disgusting conditions with no food and filthy wet muck as water. He was literally starved.
When he came in he did nothing but drink all day. He is very anaemic but a few weeks of good diet will restore him to good health.
For the first 2 days he was housed in the aviary to settle him and let the hens and geese get used to him. He is a big boy and will get much bigger.
On the third day I released him to join the others and he settled immediately, and the same evening was feeding alongside them. He joined them in their shed that night but the second night he decided to roost on the shed roof ! Since then though he has slept in the shed with everyone else.
I would like to say a very special thank you to Michelle Maitland and Mags Cuney for raising 415 euro from the Flora women’s mini marathon. A huge thank you to Martin Whelan, Noirin McGoldrick, Tina Flaherty, Donna Harte/Gilligan and Michelle and Mags for their very generous support and to everyone who so kindly donated.
I am saving to be able to fence a field with fox proof fencing. You have helped towards that goal.
Thank you all and blessings from Little Wings for making a difference.
They arrived and I was introduced to Colin. I took the chick and then watched, somewhat amazed, as the lady unloaded Colin’s luggage. First, a safe enclosure for him, which was great. Next, a large box with his food, shavings and hay. But then, and this is what left me at a loss for words, ( some might say at last ) another large box with his blankets and a tiny hot water bottle for him. Apparently Colin would only sleep if he was covered in his blanket. I immediately thought of Mrs Pumphrey and Tricky Woo from the series All creatures great and small. At this point I was still trying to recover my power of speech and felt a coffee might help. Whilst we stopped for this, the lady told me how she had acquired Colin.
Colin had been found on his own in a field the lady had been camping in, so she literally saved his life. He then spent 3 weeks with her by which time this lady was well and truly his Mum. He didn’t like to be away from her.
I put Colin in the shed my disabled hens go into at night but he was not happy with hens as company. It was very warm in the shed and he didn’t need extra heat but I found myself filling his hot water bottle and then , whilst muttering to myself that I couldn’t believe I was doing this, covered him with his blanket ! and he settled !!
The following day it became evident very quickly that Colin didn’t think he was a bird. He was frightened of the 3 hens I had put him with and was desperate to follow me, in fact it was a work of art to get out of the enclosure without him. He was like the road runner. He was really lost and I kept a close eye on him.
The following day he did something which I found disturbing, he attacked the Crows that had come down to eat the leftover crumbs. This tiny chick had no social skills with either his own or other species.
In the meantime a hen that had previously come in to me, after being starved and abused, had hurt her leg, so I moved her into the enclosure where Colin was. The following day I was watching Colin, and when the Crows came he tried to attack one again, and this hen got between him and the bird. I thought it was coincidence but she did this when ever Colin launched his attacks, which he also did towards the Pigeons. She literally took him under her wing and that night , when I went out to switch the light off, Colin was snuggled into her.
Colin seemed much more settled and they spent all their time together, but then, unfortunately, his new Mum had some sort of stroke and sadly she died yesterday. This dear little hen had been the turning point for Colin. He was very unsettled but happily has now attached himself to another hen and I am confident, one day, he will be able to join the others and have the pleasure of the fields and new friends. I refer to Colin as a he but think he may well be a she.
During this time the lady decided that, because of her busy lifestyle, it would be kinder to let Colin stay at the sanctuary and learn to be a chicken. However Colin is a very lucky bird to have been found by this very kind lady, who gave him the gift of life.
On the 28th May a baby Wood pigeon was brought to me. Two had been found but unfortunately the other baby had died. This one was duly named Woody.
The first couple of days were a little worrying, as feeding was difficult and her rate of breathing was a concern , however she soon got the hang of feeding from a specially shaped spoon and on the third day was breathing normally and very hungry.
Woody continued to thrive and I have a large indoor facility that birds can learn to fly so she gained strength and confidence.
The main problem I had was encouraging her to feed on her own as her parents would still be feeding her even when she had learnt to fly. It took a lot of coaxing and a few days but she would get very vocal when she saw me and was then eating readily.
I took Woody back to the area she was found and released her on 28th June.