After about two weeks it began looking more and more like a Blue Jay as its wings filled in with feathers. We called him Jay and began teaching it to fly. Well, actually I threw it into the air until he finally started to flap his wings and fly. I had been keeping in a cage until he could fly for protection, but after he began to fly I let Jay stay outside. My hope was the he would return to the wild where he was born to live.
Every time I went outside it would fly down to my shoulder and squawk for food until I relented and fed it. The neighborhood kids loved that the guy down the street owned his own Blue Jay. Soon jay became more of a pain in the neck then a friend. I could not step outside without him landing on my shoulder and squawking in my ear for food. I realized he was not searching for food because he never learned to. After all, I had always fed him from the time I rescued him, so why should he forage.
Then one day I was driving to work in my truck and just as I began to turn onto Eaton Rd from my neighborhood, Jay decided to fly onto my shoulder. Unfortunately for him, he did not understand the concept of windows that you could see through but not fly through. It had been a problem in the past as he tried to fly into the house a few times when he was hungry. However, this time the window was moving forward at about ten miles per hour and when he hit it. Well lets just say that Jay is now bugging God for food.
It took me two years to tell my wife what really happened to him, until then she thought he just flew away. The moral of my little adventure is that some animals are best left to nature. Or maybe next time I'll send it to the Nuneaton and Warwickshire Wildlife Sanctuary where Jasmine can nurse it.
Dang, I thought this was a "terrorist captured" thread.
Some dogs have been so thoroughly "humanized", that it's scary.
Hopefully, I won't need to defend my view on this. :)
Good ol' mom and dad agreed to foster some of their animals - unfortunately we suck at it. We ended up keeping more of the animals than we adopt out. A couple of the animals have been classified as "unadoptable" so we kept them rather than have them put down. We adopted a blind kitten (that later regained its sight) and a dog with an unpredictable disposition. The dog had a brother and they're inseparable, so we kept the brother, too. We now have six dogs and three cats and no longer foster.
Great post!
Yeah, until that cur on the left gets hungry, then its by by bambi!
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Great awe shucks stories.....
Every time I went outside it would fly down to my shoulder and squawk for food
She is a nurse dog...
It’s her job.
Doggie Ping
You are a sweetheart!
Much love your way.
Nice post too.
We love animals. Many times ...
I prefer them over LIBERALS.
Animals are good people.