Biscuit
On 1/27, after assessing the needs of 12 king pigeons that were dumped like trash in an Oakland parking lot, I took three of them to Montclair Vet Clinic. While there, I picked up two more pigeons that had been surrendered to their generous care- a sick baby king I named Montclair and an Iranian High Flyer or "Tehran Tumbler" that had been hawk-struck. The High Flyer was so deliciously beautiful, I named him Biscuit.
When we got home, I set Biscuit down in the coop but, though his wounds were mostly healed, he seemed a little under the weather and I brought him inside.
Biscuit's owner was located through the info on his band, but by that time, Biscuit had taken a turn for the worse and I was afraid to let him go. The owner was kind enough to let me keep Biscuit and I continued his care, including sub cu fluids and Doxy-T and hand-feeding and a visit to Dr. Speer.
It took almost a month, but Biscuit has recovered and, along the way, has fallen in love with his neighbor Lucky, the blind feral pigeon.
I had been trying to find a mate for Lucky (including a blind pigeon named Nemo and flightless tame feral Dupree) but she and Biscuit found each other. And now I think it's nice for Lucky to have a sighted mate. He can be her guide.
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