Yes, my granddaughter rescued another one.
This time a young male red-rumped parrot.
The wound itself was not very serious, he had however
lost some blood and had a nasty shock.
We rebuilt the budgie cage and suspended it among the vines by
the door to get him used to humans passing.
I searched the garden for appropriate seeds but most had already
found the ground. I dashed into the village and got a bag of budgie
seed.
I had already mixed his water with a drop of honey and his progress
was very promising during the day. The cage was covered by a
thick towel when he was settling down for the night and I had high
hopes for this recovery.
Unfortunately, after all the hot weather we had had,
the temperature plummeted during the night and by morning
he had joined the great parrot in the sky.
I am used to raising rescue birds and returning them to the wild,
but the loss of this one somehow hurt more than the loss of
nestlings that had little chance of survival.
I suppose because I had got him over the worst but made the mistake
of not taking him indoors for the night.
Cat attack + human error = an unfortunate end.
Linking to Wild Bird Wednesday,
