November 5, 2023
When Liz, from Malibu, received a fledgling Mourning Dove, she embarked on a journey that filled her with the joy of making a difference.
I was handed a fledgling dove that had landed in the middle of a fairly busy street.
The dove was brought down by another bird. The person who brought the bird to me caught a glimpse of the knockdown, but was not sure if it was anonther dove or hawk.
Within moments, I found myself holding what appeared to be an adult dove.
I discovered later that she was actually an older fledgling, still displaying traces of tiny baby feathers on her chest.
By observing the delicate features of the dove's head, I deduced her gender based on online resources.
It became evident that she was an older fledgling, still in the process of transitioning from infancy to adulthood.
At first, I put her in a dog kennel, thinking her wing was broken since she couldn't fly well and seemed a bit clumsy.
After calling the wildlife people who were too far away, I thought I would care for her so I could let her go in the area we found her.
After much research online, I discovered some foods that she might eat. She was quite easy to feed.
She loved blackberries, blueberries, and dove seed, but became bored with the fruit after a few days.
I finally discovered that by grinding raw organic almonds into a powder using a coffee grinder and then mashing the almond powder into a banana, it transformed into a pudding-like consistency that became a real hit for her!
Within a couple of days I was transforming my spacious bathroom into a sanctuary.
I equipped it with perches and a constant supply of fresh water. I was giving the dove 4 daily feedings.
However, I remained cautious about the presence of mirrors, as birds can inadvertently injure themselves by flying into them.
To mitigate this risk, I covered the mirrors with newspaper, ensuring the dove's safety during her stay.
After seventeen days of dedicated care, it became evident that the fledgling dove had regained her strength and ability to fly confidently from perch to perch.
With a mix of emotions, I decided it was time to bid her farewell.
Taking her to the backyard, we placed her on a perch beneath the sheltering branches of our pepper tree.
After a brief moment of hesitation, she took flight, disappearing into the sky.
Though we miss her dearly, we believe she was ready to embrace her freedom.
I live in Malibu near the ocean, and I feel good that she is free where she was born. I am hoping she found her loved ones.
We have kept the bird feeder out, but only a finch has been eating from it. We worry about her, but believe she was ready to leave.
We have videos of her playing with toys and taking a bath in our sink under the running water. Here's the one where she's bathing.
Rehabilitating the fledgling mourning dove has been a remarkable experience, filled with compassion and personal growth.
Our hearts are filled with gratitude for the opportunity to make a positive impact on the life of this beautiful creature.
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