Year after year I always end up with baby birds on my porch or fallen out of the trees in my yard.
I have always successfully been able to raise the babies, and set them free when the time is right. Luck may have to do with it, but time and patients over- rule.
My local vet instructed me that you can feed them a mixture of scrambled eggs and wet cat/dog food. It seems to work. Upon reading this article, I'm surprised to find out you must feed every 10 - 20 min. I feed every 2 hrs.
At the present time I have rescued a morning dove with no feet and surrendered him to a bird sanctuary.
Now I have two baby Robins I saved from some attacking black birds. There name is Ike and Spike. I tried putting them back in there nest on the ground but Ike was determined to cross the road wobbling and hopping.
I'm now on day two and all is going well. I really like this site for the information it gives, and now I must go feed them.
We had been watching the blue birds build the nest for several days.The time came for the egg-laying, we were so excited, this had been the third try for them.
For the prior two had ended in disaster, the first eggs a rat snake had gotten into, the second we don't know what happened the baby's had just vanished.
Anyway this time things looked like they were going to turn out okay. When the nestlings were ten days old the female failed to return to the nest, we assumed something had happened to her.
The male kept up his duties just like clock-work, when on the twelfth day the male failed to return.
We decided to try and feed them ourselves with whatever insects we could catch. When it came time for them to fledge we noticed only one came out of the box, to our dismay, when we opened the box we found three of the birds dead.
We have taken the only survivor "Petie" into our care and doing the best we can in order for him to make it on his own.
In September I was at Fort Myers Beach. I spotted a lot of ocean birds, but the Ibis caught my attention, with their blue eyes, friendly blue eyes. I kept watching this particular Ibis, she wasn't afraid, seemed like she was following me around.
After several minutes I was able to take her picture as she was dipping her head in the water, it looked at though she was looking right at the camera waiting for me to snap the picture.
I was pleased when I printed the picture and saw her blue eyes looking at the camera. Hope ya'll enjoy it.
I have five new cardinals nested in my dish. Videos are taken in 48 minutes clips due to memory stick capacity.
They are five days old today 5/7/09
Mama was nesting and PAPA has been helping with feeding. The 48 minute video clip yesterday afternoon saw no Mama, but Papa did feed twice during that period and Mama has not showed up this morning.I think harm has come to her.
I could easily feed the young ones though my window if Papa doesn't come back, but read here that's not a good thing to do.
A young Carolina Wren couple built on the adjoining parcel, previously identified as "the window box on the right side of our bay window".
They thoughtfully situated it so the opening almost directly faces our window.
The missus laid 4 eggs over four days, and last Monday they started hatching. I can't tell you the thrill this has given us.
We try to be thoughful neighbors: keeping the evening lights to a minimum, no sudden movements around the window, cautious traffic across the deck...but I confess she knows we're here.
She cranes her neck to look in the window with each food delivery.
I would have to be totally inept not to get amazing shots when all we have to do is raise the window a few inches, aim, and click. I've attached my favorite. WOW! Doesn't it looks like a bass with feathers!
I wondered if we should help supplement the food supply, not by actually feeding but by laying out an appetizing (!) selection if mom and dad are interested.
Any thoughts on that? I only ask because there are four babies in there. On the other hand, they all seem to be doing well.
And before anyone chastises me: beyond taking a few pictures after the parents fly away, we are taking great care to simply observe this wondrous cycle and appreciate the opportunity presented to us.
I had just put our newborn baby boy down for a nap, when our seven year old son came running in.
He had found a tiny bird on top of our patio roof and wanted us to take a look. Sure enough, there it was, just a couple of days old with no feathers at all.
After being unable to find out where it may have come from, we decided that we would have to try to take care of it.
Upon showing it to my neighbor, she suggested that we bring the bird down to the local bird rescue in town. When I placed the call the woman on the phone said that she couldn't possibly take any more birds but that she would come right over and teach me how to take care of mine.
Soon, she was at my door armed with a box of baby birds that she had been caring for and a large manual for me to read.
Then she said,"You know that you must take these baby birds with you wherever you go!". I already had my hands full trying to care of our newborn son, and taking on another "baby" wasn't what I had in mind. "Also," she said, on Wednesday evenings, we have baby bird parenting classes that you should come to." I politely declined.
So began the most intense two weeks I had experienced in a long time. Every 30 minutes I would feed the baby bird then turn around to feed our newborn son every two hours then change diapers and clean up after the baby bird.
The woman from bird rescue was so pleased that she asked if I could take in a whole nest of baby crows. I declined that as well.
Finally, the baby bird was old enough to be released and with a sigh of relief, we let him fly off. The very next day I hear a tapping at my glass sliding door.
I look down and what do I see; but another baby bird that had fallen out of a tree with it's beak pressed up against the glass!
One day as I was out in the backyard I saw something run past me really fast. I followed it & saw that it was a baby bird.
It ran through the chain link fence to where I couldn't get to it. Of course since I am an animal lover & didn't know if it had fallen out of the nest I wanted to check & see if it was alright.
So, I ran into the house to get my mom & told her that there was some kind of baby bird in the yard but I didn't know what kind it was.
So we went out front & caught it. It perched on our fingers so we knew that it was a fledgling. I held it while my mom went inside & called some friends of ours that work with a wildlife rehibilitation program.
Our friend asked us if the bird was injured & we said we didn't think it was, so she said to let it go, watch it for a few minutes & see what happened.
We let it go & it hopped around a little. It had been chirping this whole time & it continued to.
We saw two grown robins coming towards it on the ground & thought maybe they were its parents.
Sure enough the baby robin went towards the two grown ones & they went off together.