Hi Maggie,

Cool...

I would love to take some Classes on Avian and rehab matters! I do not think there are any here, tho'.

pdpbison occured because I needed a user name and could not think, so that name came easy, since my initials are 'P.D.P.', and my Workshop - Business is named 'Bison Studios'. If you google it, or google Philip Poburka, you will find mentions of my Tool Making, and some mentions of my Box and Cabinet Work, although my Workshop is occupied in many different small scale things in addition to these occupations. Sole proprietor, no one else but me doing stuff in there. Long hours, low pay, dim light, clutter, dust. The last of the 'old time' for-real Workshops for this town anyway.

My first Pigeon was one I saw laying in a buisy street, I made a u-turn and parked so as to momentarily protect it, as I got out of my Truck and examined it and gently scooped her up. She was unconscious, had been mauled by a Dog, and took three days to wake up. She had lots of punctures, a broken thigh and many missing Feathers.

I had nothing for prior experience or knowledge, but amazingly, she survived and got well over many weeks with no medications. She elected a mate which was a white and patches of pale grey Pigeon a Vet gave me that had been raised in a cage and had never flown and was grouchy for a long time, but these two made many truely beautiful Babys.

She was black with a white head tuft, long body and long wings and white primaries. Once she did start flying again, she was probably the fasted flier I have ever seen. She was an old Bird and had the larger areas around her eyes.

She ( who I had innocently named 'Elmo') and her mate, ( whom I had named 'Little Cloud') built a nest on top of my old Roll Top Desk, were tender and very dutiful parents to their many offspring, helped me raise various orphan Babys whom they accepted and fed and looked after, even as I filled in to give them resopites from the nest wwhen they were incubating or raising their own, and were sweet and charming Birds who flew out in the world every day.

Elmo loved storms, and the more lightening and thunder and heavy rain, the more she liked it, and would perch on the top rung of an old Ladder that leaned against the back of the house whenever we had a good storm here.

Well, having her at first, eventually led me to a Bird Vet here, who started giving me bring-ins they thought I could deal with...orphan Babys, injured but likely to get well adults, and so on, so that is how it started for me.

Bad thing about that Vet though, they would never share any real info or guide me or educate me, and really, probably did not know all that much about Pigeons to do so anyway, they did not know how to treat the Trichomoniasius, and I got my first info on that matter from a fellow who had Hawks...so all of my humble education happened otherwise than frm ny mentors or teachers, and slowly...until Pigeontalk!

Phil
Las Vegas

 

I have always been an animal lover and also have cared for many injured and orphaned animals! My favorites are raccoons, I raised one that was only a few days old, very tiny, eyes still closed! She "Fi Fi" was adorable, but come spring they always leave on their own! By the way I live on 3 acres in a very wooded area. As pets, I have an African Grey parrot, whom I rescued from a local pet shop for way more money than I could afford! But he was so lonely, nervous and loved me from the first time he seen me! He would bite anyone but me. 3 cats, 2 who I hand fed also. One was found ducktaped in a box on a 90 degree day, and was near death, the other one was given to me by someone who didn't have the time to bottle feed, and the third was a stray. Also 2 dogs, a Llasa Apso, also rescued from a pet shop for more than I could afford, but he had been in a small cage for 2 months and I couldn't stand it! A large German Shepherd that the breeder was gona destroy, but after some begging decided to give him to me! So as to dnrslucky1, My name is Denise for the d, n stands for and, my son-in-laws name is Rick for the r, s for plural, lucky is the German Shepherd's name as we rescued him together and I always use that handle on all forums so I don't forget it! Lol! My pass word is always my other dogs name. My pigeon interest came came as I am trying to save a little deformed, helpless Pigeon now named Peepers!

 

Upcd

Unicorn, Pegasus, Chanelle,Debbie=upcd After that I thought of CD's with little wings flying all around. Started into pigeon at 10 years old with my 1 st pair of Indain Fantails. Got into many different breeds of pigeons threw the years. Also raised many different kiinds of animals. I have worked in Vets offices, Zoos, Pet shops. People have always brought the injuried animals. I tend to find the sick and injuried too. I just really enjoy working with animals. But pigeons are my favorite. I now raise Indain Fantails, West of England Tumblers ,Brimingham Rollers and Teddy Bear Hamsters. For pets I have 3 dogs, 2 cats,3 fish, and 2 rats. So the turth is out. I am addicted to animals.

 

Victor...

Just plain ol' ordinary boring and basic VICTOR. Yup, that's me. But many of you recall me as Vdog505, but I already posted a thread titled "Vdog is gone"

I thought about creating a "special name" but I decided just be a regular ordinary me.

It is neat though reading the thoughts everyone else is sharing about their handles and the love that we all seem to have for animals in general.

Our hearts are focused on pigeons and birds in this forum, but we all have a place in our hearts for others as well.

We have an almost 18 year old mixed terrior-poo (Huggy) that is still quite active. When I look into his cataract covered eyes, I still see the love he has in them as he looks back at me.Loyal and faithful he is indeed.

Our other dog, a mixed long haired Dauschand (Sabastian), is learning many of the ways of his older mentor as he has been with us for a few months.Loyal and faithful he is learning to be.

Then comes the kitty we rescued many years ago, age is crepping up on him now, but he will probably not be replaced, as he is one of a kind, and protective of my pigeon Tooter when he is outside. A few days ago a stray cat that has been lurking lately, approached Tooters outdoor cage, and "Lil Kitty" put the cat in his place. I have not seen the cat since.

Then there is our squirrel we rescued last early summer named "Zipper". She is now an indoor pet and very spoiled. We just ordered an indoor acrylic cage for her, so now we will have a larger indoor home for my pigeon.She loves her weekly warm bath and to be petted behind her ears.

And of course there is "Tooter", a wonderful compliment to our animals that we have, not to mention the wild birds and squirrels that frolick in our wooded back yard. Our pigeon has inspired us to learn more about pigeons, truly unique, intelligent and beautiful creatures they are.

EDITED JULY 27,2006

Quite a few changes have occured since the last posting to this thread when we only had our single pigeon named Tooter. Many of you know that on December 31st a hawk had him but Tooter was able to fend off the hawk with a bit of help from me. Tooter fled the opposite direction and was gone for 7 and a half months til he miraculously re appeared on our roof top, and hopped into his cage. Quite a pigeon after 2 years prior being shot at twice. One pellet exited and the other is still lodged in near his lung. Tooter is quite the fighter...a hero in my eyes.

During his absence, we also acquired 5 more pigeons, mainly from wonderful members of Pigeon Talk, acts of love and compassion:

Beaskley

Rosco

Uchiwa

Barbie (this one we rescued...unreleasable)

Paris

In addition, my daughters gave my wife Bev an adorable puppy that we named Chewy for mother's day.

Our family has grown indeed!


Adding two Siblings born Feb. 9, 2007 ffrom Paris and Barbie:

Clayton

Emilie

 

Well, I certainly wasn't too creative with my handle .. TA are my first and middle initials and Whatley is my last name ..

My first three pigeons were Ptero that I raised from a baby, my aged Traveler, and Stinky (aka Catherine The Great). Ptero totally stole my heart and Traveler and Stinky taught me just what very courageous and tough birds pigeons can be when faced with horrific injuries.

Traveler was found at the local Green Thumb Nursery with his head looking like raw hamburger. He was a long time healing and did lose the sight in one eye, but definitely rules the roost around here.

Stinky was found in a trash can at a park .. she was extremely emaciated and had a badly broken leg and had just been tossed in the trash and left to die. She stank so badly, that Stinkly was the only possible name. The smell wasn't from being in the garbage but from her body shutting down and literally devouring itself in her attempt to survive. She smelled terrible for a couple of months but eventually became a plump and shiny bird whose leg healed perfectly (thank you, Dr. Lee).

So, that's my story ..

Terry

 

Hi Maggie,Mr.Squeaks et al,

I've always loved animals in general and the "family" pet was always really "my" pet, my grandfather was a doctor, so I even thought of becoming a vet....then I started the first grade and changed my mind
I was the official bleeding heart for animals in the family.

My 1st rescue was a moth, who I decided to "help". I put it in my shoe and covered the opening so it could, um, recover. Silly girl. That was my first HVAC lesson.....always have an air supply.

I first noticed pigeons in high school when I saw a pic in Look or Life of an old woman sitting on a New York Central Park bench covered with pigeons.....I decided then and there not to succumb to the aging process. Well, damn, some three decades later and not a year younger, I got a job overseeing the facilities for a non-profit group that dealt with the homeless in SF. Enter, the wonderful world of inner city pigeons.

At one of the facilities, one of the resident pijies adopted me. She would follow me where ever I went while there, including into the building to "help" me. When the flock would sight me outside and swarm me, she would wait by my car for me. As time progressed, her health was nose-diving and I was pretty upset by it. Folks started talking about the sickly pigeon as tho they were gonna get sick from her. I couldn't stand some of the attitudes about pigeons and started surfing for other info on the net. I found ray'njudy's story about Bernie on the internet, and some other positive sites, and then wow--Pigeon Talk. Since my heart had been stolen by this feral pigeon, well, you know the rest. I inquired here about the pij and eventually caught her and received help from this site for meds and care.

Dumpster Diver or DD, is now a permanent resident here at my home. As life would have it, she's caught the eye of a WOE tumbler, Sir Lancelot. As for those two characters, to be continued......

In the meantime I've found great joy/fulfillment in feral pigeons and being an honorary member of the various flocks.

fp

 

NAB is just my initials

I've been NAB since I signed onto my first dial-up BBS (he Motherboard) out of L.A. back in about 1985 using a Commodore PET and a Bell 113 moden, there was no Internet in those days, and speed was 110 bps ASCII text only. I hadn't had a pet of any kind for about 20 years when I ran into little George out back of the office in Nov. 2004. He was in pretty bad shape, legs paralyzed and I tried my best (with the help of all the fine folks here) but he died in about two weeks. It was about a month and I missed the little fellow a bunch so I emailed the lady that runs the Humane Society in Reno and told them George's litle story and ask if they ever got any pigeons in that couldn't be released to give me a call. About two weeks later they got in Gee-Two (stands for George Two) he only had one wing and was scheduled to be off'd because no one wanted a one-winged pigeon and they can only keep unwanted birds for a week or so. I went up and got him right away. Then one day last spring one of my coworkers called up and said his dog had bit a pigeon over in one of our buildings and he couldn't catch the thing, but it was hurt and hiding under the machines. So I went over and got the little fellow and named him Gee-Three, he had a crumpled wing and a punctured crop, but I got him healed back up and he's in pretty good shape now, but he can't really fly too well, he tends to crash and miss perches a lot, he wouldn't last long in the wild. So that's it, here in the high desert of the great American Southwest lives NAB, Gee-Two, Gee-Three and a whole yard full of bunny rabbits.

NAB

http://nabshouse.20megsfree.com.20megsfree.com/photo4.html

http://nabshouse.20megsfree.com.20megsfree.com/photo5.html

 

Snow White

Well, this is actually what my family and friends call me. I am truely a sap when it comes to birds and animals. I cannot stand to see anything suffer and will go out of my way to help. I have been this way all of my life. Most of my rescues have been kitties, but I have also rescued two dogs. Both of them are Australian Cattle Dogs (blue heelers) named Dingo and Dakota. My two kitties are gray tabbies, Emily and Snickers. Then, of course, there's Edie-Bird, my pij. My backyard lookes like a wildlife sanctuary with bird feeders of every shape and size, birdbaths, critter dishes, finch bags (you guys get the picture). I am very lucky to have my husband who keeps me grounded or I would probably have more of a zoo. I also participate in bird studies with the Cornell University Lab of Ornithology (not sure if I spelled that right) for migrations and disease studies of birds in my area. If anyone is interested, you can log onto their website at Cornell University and just search for Ornithology and it tells you how you can get involved.

O.K. I do have those big binculars to bird-watch. They were a present from my husband.

 

As everyone can see, I didn't get too creative with my user name either...it's my actual name, just shortened the Linda to Lin.

I can't remember all the details when I first joined Pigeon Talk, but I remember I tried a few other names that were already taken, plus I wanted a user name that was not too unusual and easy to remember for logging in. Little did I realize then that I would eventually become a "regular" who would be logging in several times a day, every day! LOL

I've always loved feeding the little birds and animals that would come to our yard. We live in a suburb that is pretty built up...the houses are close together--not too much open space. So, pretty much all we get are birds and squirrels. We had a feeder up for the birds and would put peanuts out for the squirrels. We even had one very friendly squirrel who would take the peanuts from our hands. Now and then, we have spotted skunks, groundhogs, opposums and raccoons, which is always exciting. We even had a groundhog living under our shed for quite awhile....he loved hearts of Romaine, carrots and apples!

Here's where pigeons come in....a couple of years ago, our town passed an ordinance that would allow only one bird feeder per family on everyone's property as some residents were complaining about some people who would have crowds of birds coming to their property. We only had one feeder up, even though we are a three family. So...my husband (being an ornary type), promptly put up two more feeders. Now, we had more birds than ever coming and little by little, the local pigeons discovered us. When they would gather, I would scatter seed out on my driveway so they could eat in comfort instead of trying to do the "limbo" to get seed out of the feeders. As you can imagine, we attracted quite a crowd.

One day, we noticed a pure white pigeon in trouble. He didn't have the use of one leg and couldn't fly very well. The temperatures were falling below zero and he was only flying to our roof at night instead of to a real sheltered roost, so we caught him and brought him inside. I took him to our local vets who were kind enough to look him over and give him some shots (they waived the ofc visit fee), but recommended a sanctuary about 2 hrs from my home, which is where I wound up taking him. I had him for about a week, and during that time, found Pigeon Talk.

I loved this forum because it was so informative and the people are so nice and friendly, so I just kept visiting to learn in case I ever had a similar situation occur. I still feed and watch over the ferals, and so far I've been lucky, but feel good knowing I have such knowledgeable friends to turn to, if a problem ever comes up.

Oh boy, this post is turning into a book, but just want to add that my personal pets are a guinea pig named Cleo (rescued) and a beautiful, sweet Calico cat named Penny, who was abused in her former home.

Maggie, this is a great thread....I'm enjoying reading everyone's responses. Thanks for starting it.

Linda

 

Maggie, this is a great thread....I'm enjoying reading everyone's responses. Thanks for starting it.

Linda

I agree with you Lin, this is really a great thread. It is bringing out the best in all of us and helping us to understand each other a lot moe.

THERE ARE MANY MORE MEMBERS OUT THERE, OLD AND NEW, LET'S HEAR FROM YOU TOO! COME ON WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?

 

Kippy was the first and only pigeon I had at the time and being pigeon.com. It was an easy one!

 

Mines simple also The RE is my first and middle intial then Lee my last name. I was young in the 1950s And just wanted pigeons. My dad brought me home I believe 2 pair of ferals That was then The bug bit me. And I have had pigeons Most my life. I have raised. racing homers, modenas mookies. And fantails. Have had for short times. trumpeters , magpies, pouters. rollers. owls, But really never kept them to breed. Thought I liked them when I got them then would change my mind. I now have the fantails. AND have 10 homers that have came back that I gave away about a year and a half back. I might just keep them AS they were young birds unflown trained out just 25 miles. So I think they are pretty good birds to come back after this time. But I do have to cut the birds back to stay in the birds. But thats some of my story on my life with pigeons.

 

Cricket is my nickname since I was a baby. The story goes something like this, I used to crawl and crush leaves in my fists. Apparently, I crawled and crunched lots in my path. One day, while under the wathcful eye of my Aunt, I crawled into a bunch of crickets. I did not hurt any, but you can imagine, a fist full of crickets and a baby? Cool. I may have even tasted one? Anyhow, it stuck and it is also easy to remember for me.
I have been addicted to the Animal Kingdom from the get go. I have been a vegetarian since I was about 7, when I really understood where all the food came from and that I did not need to eat animals to survive. I am an artist and my first artwork depicted pigs and cows and chickens pleading for their lives. Sad really, but the images helped to keep me a vegetarian! I worked for PETA during my college education and learned so much more about the plight of abused and or neglected animals.
When I was a teenager, I used to go to our town green with peanuts and bread crumbs to feed the pigeons. These ferel pigeons would see me a block away and fly to me and land on my head, shoulders, arms etc. until I was in the park feeding them! It was such a privledge to be accepted and recognized so naturally pigeons quickly became one of my favorite species. I loved them all of my life, but had never considered raising or housing any.
I have worked with horses for a large part of my life and am now the owner and operator of a dog and cat Grooming facility. I simply get along with animals, even more than with people! I know you can all relate.
My first pigeon is the one I am currently rehabbing. He is sick presently, but with the help of all of you wonderful and exceptional animal lovers, he will recover to a world of happiness. I am in the process of building a fabulous pigeon loft and have every intention of rescueing more...
I live with a rescued bunny rabbit named Psycho Bunny. She is a pure black dwarf rabbit found under a parked truck in a parking lot. I also own a shepherd/coyote mix named Raje. He is eleven and more like a brother than a pet dog. Then I adopted a siberian husky from a client who could not handle her. Her name is Chicken. She unfortunatley has a bad reputation around chicken coops... ugh. Not while in my care of course. She is nine. I would love to have cats but the coyotes are so abundant where I live to have a indoor/outdoor cat is dangerous. Indoor is not an option since I have a rotating door. Two teenagers, a husband and the dogs. Can't trust the door.
I am obsessed with finding homes for dogs and cats through my shop. I have been grooming for almost 12 years and have hooked many people up with their pets. I love working with animals. I love being with animals and I love people who love animals! So naturally, I ended up here! It is great to learn about familiar names and to share with such an awesome group. Thanks Maggie for starting the thread.

 

My handle ? Pigeon Mama? Why, what else would you call me? I've always loved animals, was always known as " the littlest Jordan kid" in our town, and known for having some sort of critter hanging off me or out of a pocket, somewhere there would be a critter, frog, fowl, or feathered. Frogs with broken legs, babt birds found on the ground, 3 raccoons, monarch butterfly larvae, snakes, all were cosseted, bandaged, healed (or died if too badly injured) then released when ready. I remember one of my male cousins catching frogs and throwing them out on a major highway (wow, tarred road up here), so that cars would run over them. I dodged cars and nearly got hit a few times, collected and saved what frogs I could, and when my cousin went back to the pond to capture more victims, I ripped a thorn covered cane from a rosebush in front of my parents store and whipped my cousin all the way home. Many of the critters here now are rescues, 2 cats are SPCA cats, many of the chickens and one of the turkeys came out of a terrible situation. These critters are much loved, but we don't allow eggs to hatch. We also don't eat the eggs. I collect eggs daily, and when I have a good batch, hard boil them, mash them and feed to the chickens. The dog, well, he's a " reverse rescue" He came to rescue us after we lost our Lucy Lickie Lips.
I used to ride the horses in town, even those no one else would ride, or had never had any training. My favorite little horse was a little Arab/ Quarter horse gelding that was supposed to be a "man killer" Well, he may have been a man killer, but I used to ride him all over town without a bridle, saddle, not even a halter. For me, he was hand, leg and voice control. I used to lay on his back with a book, sometimes even fall asleep, while he grazed. My parents tried to buy him for me, from the man I trained him for, but the man wouldn't sell. Poor Star, I'd go see and ride him often. The man didn't take care of him, he was worm infested. My mother would buy wormer for me to give him at her expense. Finally, Star got caught in barbed wire fencing and literally cut off a leg and had to be put down. I was so angry at this man, and did he know it !!
Well, there's many critters I haven't mentioned, but you all aren't ready to read a novel tonight, I'm sure. More, later.
Daryl

 

Wow, these stories just continue to fly in and they are so incredibly awsome. Keep the MOMENTS coming in.They are all GREAT!

 

I agree. I am loving the stories. Maggie

 

Hi Folks,

My handle came about on the spur of the moment I recall. I think I tried a few other names (pigeonpal) without the "2002", but they were taken at the time. So "pigeonpal" because pigeons are my pals and I'm their "pal" and then 2002 was the year I joined pigeontalk.

My first interest was the watching the wild pigeons. Their colours, flight and beauty always fascinated me. Every place I went, I had to feed the pigeons in the cities and towns. My parents would take us on vacation to different places and I'd carry a bag of seed with me everywhere. No matter where I was, what the trip, I'd be covered in them and LOVED IT Been into pigeons since I was a young boy, had homing pigeons growing up for a few years and also had a pair of ring neck doves. My adventures with the pigeons and doves only lastest a few years due to unfortunate circumstances all around. My love for these birds never died though, obviously.

A little later on in my life and after the pigeons & doves were gone, I got two cockatiels. I had those birds for about 17 years each and I had these birds pretty much up to just before I got back into pigeons with the Giant Runts. It's now coming up to nearly 5 years with these wonderful pigeons and I'm hoping for many more years with my 4 birds.

I've always been a nature nut growing up, loved animals all my life but took a special liking towards birds very early on. Birds have always been my passion and hobby and pigeons will always hold a very fond place in my heart and soul

 

THANKS Lady Tarheel

for starting this thread. Am having trouble posting. Let's see if it works now...ok, one more time...

My first name is Shi (pronounced 'shy') and the first 3 letters of Shirley. Born in TX, I was an AF brat and moved every 3 years. Finally put down deep roots when I moved to AZ 30 yrs. ago from Ohio: ahhh, sun....ahhh, heat = HOME!

Have had cats all my life and now share my apartment with 4. Pigeons have always fascinated me and I enjoyed watching the flocks around my home and on the campus of Arizona State University, where I worked. For over a year, I followed the antics of Peter Pied Piper at ASU. I am now on permanent vacation since June 2005. When I last visited the campus, Peter and his progeny were still growing strong.

Two years ago, I found a young injured racing homing pigeon. He was a squeaker so I named him Mr. Squeaks. He has quite the attitude and insists that he is MR Squeaks, thank you very much! He rules me and the cats with an iron beak. He's a spoiled bird and demands his petting and scratching as his just due from his mate (me).

Because of pigeons, I found this site, posted Mr. Squeaks and Peter's stories in the story section and have made many new friends! THANKS is inadequate but y'all know what I mean... Really look forward to reading more on this thread!

 

Kittypaws

My "handle" is kittypaws because I adore cats ( have two at the moment - one rescue Tinky - that was the name she came with) and Freddie, who was a stray and named after the late Freddie Mercury of the group Queen, who also loved cats. However I also adore every other type of creature.

I stop to pick snails up off the pavement so that don't get stood on, rescue all sorts of insects and of course there are the pigeons. My first pigeon, was a chap with a bad wing, who I managed to capture and take to the RSPCA.

I also am always looking out for the dreaded netting on buildngs and railways where pigeons can and do get tangled up. One particular row of buildings has taken me over two years to get most of the properties to either remove or repair their netting after seeing dead birds that persished. That is so awful to see and breaks my heart when I think how they must have suffered. I've written to landlords, tenants, the train people, solicitors, the police and of course involved the RSPCA trying to get things improved and saved a few tangled up birdies in the process.

My most scary rescue was leaning out of a 4 storey building window over a busy street, trying to cut free a poor pij who had got tangled in ripped netting and it was in the lap of the gods that I didn't fall out but I had to rescue this bird even if it killed me. I had the pij in one hand, the scissors in the other trying to cut him free. I did manage it and was shaking with either fright or adrenalin or probably both. His poor leg had swollen so much with the netting tangled tighter and tighter and it had also got tangled around his wing but I go him to a safe place where I was advised a few days later that he had been released as his foot had recovered.

With sick and injured pigeons please be sitting nicely on the floor without an ounce of strength so that we can catch you easily. Even the poorly ones that are grounded still try and give you a run for their money.

Now I have this wonderful Wildlife hospital to take them to so I'm sorted. I mentioned before that I did a sponsored slim and raised about £ 1000. The guy at the Wildlife Centre is going to use the money to repair and improve the pigeon aviary which is fabulous - I wonder if he'll fit en-suite bathrooms for the pijs?

All the best

Tania

 

I'm John_D cos that's me, but my email handle is "pidgie" for obvious reasons.

Must have walked round with blinkers for years, as I honestly don't remember noticing the pigeons everywhere. My first 'experience', tho, was when one pooped on my school uniform cap when I was even smaller than I am now, and my father said "Only a pigeon - it's a sign of good luck!". I thought it just meant a dirty cap

Back in '95 in the summer, a tired homer walked into my lounge when I was out, having left balcony door open. Found him when I got home, chewing a potted plant. I knew so little I gave him crumbled dry corn flakes (He got bird seed next day) He stayed about 3 days and then he was off. He was very tame and friendly and, I think now, obviously much loved.

Next year I found a squabbie in a plant pot outside in mid-January in the icy cold. Her father was "PP" who became my resident balcony pigeon for 18 months. He lost one mate to illness and got another, and raised numerous little PPs. If only I could have known then where to find out about pigeons, illnesses, treatment and plastic eggs. I had to do battle with the management and snobby neighbors to keep my pigeons in place, but they stayed until PP disappeared one day.

Since then, I've found a few sick, injured or just abandoned pigeons around here, but have had to take them to the wildlife hospital where I know they will do the very best they can for them. That's because, due to working schedules, I am not ever home enough to be able to give them care here.

It was entirely due to pigeons, through the web page I made about my balcony pigeons when I first got onto the internet, I met Cynthia! After we'd been corresponding for a couple of years, Cynthia was a wonderful support to me when I had a personal crisis, and part of 'recuperating' was my first visit to meet her, the pigeons I felt like I knew by then, and the furry residents.

Fortunately, the canine section of furry residents decided I was more or less OK and could come back

Over the past three years our aviary space has grown and grown (and will soon grow a little more) to keep pace with the needy pigeons that somehow end up there.

Down here on the S Coast of England I still have balcony pigeons, and an occasional egg slips past me unnoticed until too late, so I've had just a few balcony babies too

John

 

My Handle & love of all creatures

Hi well my username/handle andinla came from my name andi & I am in LA California.

I have loved animals of every kind since birth my family tells me. I drove them crazy in my early childhood. I would bring home cats, dogs, birds, you name it I had it. My uncle owned a pet shop for years and I would go and help out in his store feeding & cleaning cages. I also brought home many sick animals to nurse them back to health if they were sick. I had my own dog walking business when I was ten, I went around the neighborhood and would walk everyone's dogs for free and after a couple of months some of them started tipping me.. My favorite client was a Irish wolfhound named Dermitt they are the largest dog breed in the world.

I started a lost pet service in 1993 named ~ Dog Gone Locate~ which was the first taped show for Animal Planet. I could of been the DOG HUNTER! ha! I found my friend Zorra my 13 yr. old white Siberian Husky I rescued from Carson animal shelter 10 years ago she was going to be put to sleep that same day. She was my birthday present to myself. Mama Kitty She is a 11 year old rescue Himalayan cat who was about to deliver a litter of kittens, which she did on my birthday, (birthday thing again weird) I kept one of the kittens and named him D-O-Gee he is a black & white huge cat who likes to hang with the dog . He is a person I swear trapped in a cats body. We also have Sunny Bunny a white long up eared bunny who is 9 years old who came from a dirty pet shop situation, when he was just a baby. The past two years we have lost a 16 year old calico cat named SIB- "surprise in basket" came to me in a basket from a friend at 6 weeks old. Two other bunnies passed away from old age and this past Feb. 05 we had to put down our 15 year old golden retriever named Cider.

As for pigeons I came to admire them when a pigeon showed up in my garage one day and would just stare at me, eventually she came and sat on my desk, I named her baby she lived under the eaves of my house and would visit me daily for several years, her life was cut short from a neighbor who shot her while she was on my back fence. I currently feed a flock of 75+ at the school yard (but don't tell any one OK) ha!

P.S. If you ever find a cocoon make sure you place it in a jar or bowl that is larger in width than a butterfly's wings. I had found a cocoon baking in the hot Calif summer sun in my driveway and thought it was dead inside because it seemed hard as a rock. I placed it in a cup in my garage and forgot about it, to my surprise a week later there was this beautiful butterfly, as I examined it closer I noticed it's wings were crumbled at the ends. This was do to my sticking the poor thing in a container where it was unable to expand it's wings upon exiting the cocoon, if a butterfly is unable to expand and dry it's wings in the first five minutes of life they will be disabled and unable to fly. The butterfly was unable to fly, I felt so quilty I took it out to the flowers three to four times a day and would sit near it as it crawled from flower to flower. I fed it with a little spoon sugar water & salt water. I did that for two weeks. One morning I put her on a flower and my mom drove up and said lets go to breakfest, I did and had totally forgotton the butterfly. I could not find her when I returned. I felt so bad that she never got to fly.

Sorry this was so long.

Take Care

I think you all are special people with hearts bigger than most, you all make me feel normal on those days when I feel helpless , or sad do to the inhumane treatment of our feathered friends, at times when no one seems to care (sometimes not even family members) So I thank you from the bottom of my heart & I know one day we all shall meet with are wings attached way up there in a place called pigeon.com ~AKA~ Heaven...........\|

Attached some pics of some of our pets

Andi Dahm

 

Thanks for sharing your story, Andinla. A very touching story about baby.

fp

 

The Tim part is of course my name. (don't post here much, too busy with work). The 16 part is the number that is assigned to me at work. Wish this was all more exciting.

Tim

 

I love reading all the members

stories. I think it could actually be the beginning of a good book. I printed out several pages for a co-worker of mine to read, just to give her an idea how nice the people are here at pigeon.com are. She is a pigeon person too!!!

I hope more people write on this topic...

thanks
Andi

 

My name is the one I have been using for online games for years, I think i just liked the idea of mist and fire together.

I have always had a love for animals, my family tells me when I was little I had imaginary pets instead of imaginary friends, one was a pony that slept in my bed Before I could talk I would "rescue" potato bugs and worms from the sidewalk..which my mom found in my pockets on laundry day. I remember rescuing butterflys putting them in a box house outside but a spider found them and i came home to a pile of wings.

My first pet that i rescued was a runt kitten in the winter some kids on a friends street chose to throw her in a kiddie pool. I tried rescuing eggs that fell from trees before i knew the requirements for it to hatch.

The animals everyone said dont touch them because they hate people and are mean, those are the ones i made friends with, I have always had a way to show animals my intentions. The wild animals always got more of my bread than I did when we ate outside.

My interst in birds came from an advertisement I found for a small incubator and 4 quail eggs, after convincing my parents I got my quail baby and had to convince my mom he was not dirty just because he was an animal, eventually I saw her kissing and cuddling him too! He went everywhere with me because
he cried when I left the room as I was momma and his mate. he used to feed me bugs

When I lost my quail baby (eatten by a rescue cat staying for the night) a friend wanted to get me another bird to raise but wasn't sure of another quail, so He got me a pigeon egg.

Since I live on my own now I have gathered quite the zoo myself, currently I have:

-My 2 rescued dogs, one was abandonded on the side of the road and afraid of people, to get her to my house I had to take the mushy dog food and filp a little to her with a spoon and scoot away a few feet, then flip her another little bit, finally got her home and someone thought she just wandered into the yard and they chased her off again, so back to the spoon of food.. now happily living with me for 8 years,
the other was an abused puppy that was going to the pound and i have had her for almost 2 years.
-2 toads saved from a dried up pond in a place they were going to build houses over,
-my box turtle that was in the freeway and was under eatting and sick,
-a cockatiel who came to my driveway outside,
-my parakeet that was a runt and only had one foot, he was also under eatting because he could not get to where the food was in the pet store and his new mate,
-a pet store iguana that had a bad infestation of mites,
-I have a rooster living in my bathroom rescued from someone that did not want 2 roosters and was going to give him to someone that wanted to start a cock fight,
-my dwarf bunny,
-my ferret which my mom told me when i was younger i would never get,
-2 sugar gliders,
-a chameilon,
-my pigeon
-and my hubby if he counts
I am curently tring to get a nurses assistant job at a vet near my home. It has always been my dream job. I found a feral pigeon flock and I fed a pair that had a little squeaker and I have been trying to decide where would be a good spot to feed the entire flock