Pixie

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I went in to SFACC to pick up a pigeon hen I called Pinto Pony for an adopter and saw there was a new baby king pigeon there. She had been found as a stray on Geneva. I picked her up to check her condition (something I always do) and, she was so frickin cute, that I couldn't put her back. She seemed in pretty good condition and had only just got there and as Rescue Report readers already know- I AM FULL UP- but I brought home even so.

She's small (even for a baby king) and has this little updo of feathers on the back of her head and she's got the magic that some have. In people, they call it charisma.

She's kind of a wild little thing, much more interested in birds than me. But she's too young to join the regulars in the pigeon coop. She surprised me by taking it upon herself to meet Pierre and Piper, the specially-abled doves, and she made friends with them and is so good with them (and they with her), that, after a few supervised visits, I let them stay together.





I named her Pixie.

Now Pierre has another friend to inspire him to go places and do stuff.

And Piper likes her too.








4/8/10 SAD UPDATE:

Pixie left me as suddenly as she came. Last night, at 10:30, she and her two baby king pigeon friends, Giovanni & Nina, were sleeping together on the top of their crate downstairs in the room I use for birds who are too healthy or old to be comfortable confined in a crate but not old enough or healthy enough to join the general population in the coop. This morning, she was dead and not long because she was still warm when I found her. There was a lot of blood and at first I feared a rat must have attacked her or Pablo, the one-wing adult feral pigeon who is sharing the room but there was no wound. She had hemorraged internally and bled from her mouth. I don't know why. She was feisty and active and squeaky and charming as ever yesterday.



She spent her first week and a half here with doves Piper & Pierre and then, when baby pigeons Giovanni & Nina were healthy, had transitioned to her pigeon friends as gracefully as she had introduced herself to her dove friends.








Pixie caught me by surprise when I first met her and she so charmed me that I took her home (against all good sense), she surprised me when she made friends with the doves and was so gentle and good about living with their smaller and disabled bodies and she surprised me this morning when I found that her bright, sweet light was gone and she was dead.