Post by meandem on Oct 21, 2008 15:49:20 GMT 10
Well as the saying goes - A birth, a death, a marriage.
I've completed two - and I can't say that I know of anyone getting married.
The birth - well really not mine.
Today we have had a baby tawny frogmouth brought to the house. The only reason I know for sure it is one of these, is because we went back out to where the people said they found it, and the ma or pa was still sitting in the tree. We found part of the nest on the ground and also the other sibling (which sadly was dead) to this little survivor. Not really sure how old it is, but it's eyes aren't open, and there is just a whole load of fluff, as you can see.
Hopefully we will be able to feed it and give it some quality of life, until it is old enough to go out on its own. I have done a bit of reading and I don't think I am going to have any worries feeding it, but was curious to know what temperature to keep this little bundle of fluff at? If anyone can add any insight I would much appreciate it.
This is the dear little bundle of fluff.
And this is Ma or Pa.
The Death.
It is absolutely blowing it's a#$e of here today, so I am guessing that is why the little Tawny has fallen from the tree. As sad as it is he/she has lost its sibling, for some strange reason, my normal bourke (who was sitting on eggs) came out of the nest and must have flown straight into the wall and she broke her neck! Mick just happened to be walking past just after it must of happened, he said she was upside down on the ground flapping her wings. I got straight in and picked her up, but it was too late. It was awful for the male, he kept looking at me with those big beautiful eyes and I just about cried for him.
The Marriage.
Well unless anyone here is getting married that I don't know about, I may get an invitation in the mail in the next few days
I've completed two - and I can't say that I know of anyone getting married.
The birth - well really not mine.
Today we have had a baby tawny frogmouth brought to the house. The only reason I know for sure it is one of these, is because we went back out to where the people said they found it, and the ma or pa was still sitting in the tree. We found part of the nest on the ground and also the other sibling (which sadly was dead) to this little survivor. Not really sure how old it is, but it's eyes aren't open, and there is just a whole load of fluff, as you can see.
Hopefully we will be able to feed it and give it some quality of life, until it is old enough to go out on its own. I have done a bit of reading and I don't think I am going to have any worries feeding it, but was curious to know what temperature to keep this little bundle of fluff at? If anyone can add any insight I would much appreciate it.
This is the dear little bundle of fluff.
And this is Ma or Pa.
The Death.
It is absolutely blowing it's a#$e of here today, so I am guessing that is why the little Tawny has fallen from the tree. As sad as it is he/she has lost its sibling, for some strange reason, my normal bourke (who was sitting on eggs) came out of the nest and must have flown straight into the wall and she broke her neck! Mick just happened to be walking past just after it must of happened, he said she was upside down on the ground flapping her wings. I got straight in and picked her up, but it was too late. It was awful for the male, he kept looking at me with those big beautiful eyes and I just about cried for him.
The Marriage.
Well unless anyone here is getting married that I don't know about, I may get an invitation in the mail in the next few days