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Cat Forum / Cat Anecdotes / May 2004BAH!
I am sitting with the rescue box next to me (shoe box with air holes put in the top...). In it is a robin fledgling. BAH! Marble sneaked out this evening, unbeknown to me. I'm sitting on the downstairs loo and I hear meows & scratching sounds. Now either I was doing something quite dreadful on Marble who had somehow sneaked into the bowl of the great white telephone... or he was outside trying to get in the front door. I yelled out for Vernon or Nathan to open the front door. There he was, a striped demon with a fledgling in his mouth... BAH! Anyhow, making soothing noises encouraged Marble to drop the fledgling on the ground. It *seems* okay - but I've got it in the rescue box with a lid on, so it's in the dark - to give it a chance to calm down. I'll check on it in a little while - and if it's okay, I'll give it a drop or two of slightly sweetened water to keep it safe, hydrated & with some energy overnight. Then I'll be up *early* to put it out under a hedge in the garden in the hope its parents find it. I have spoken severely with the striped demon, reminding him that birds are off-limits. He takes no notice of me. All purrs for the remote chance of this fledging making it will be appreciated. Cheers, helen s --This is an invalid email address to avoid spam-- to get correct one remove fame & fortune h*$el*$$e*nd**$o$ts**i*$*$m*m$o*n*s@$*a$o*l.c**$om$ --Due to financial crisis the light at the end of the tunnel is switched off-- >I am sitting with the rescue box next to me (shoe box with air holes put in >the >top...). In it is a robin fledgling. > >BAH! Oh, Helen ... I'm sorry! Robins are just way too tempting. No self-respecting cat is going to look the other way when the red-red robin goes bob-bob-bobing along, like the song says. How can they resist a bird bopping around on the ground, like Robins tend to do to learn to fly. Purrs for the little bird, and for Marble to forgive his Meowmie for ruining his fun. Sherry >Oh, Helen ... I'm sorry! Robins are just way too tempting. No self-respecting >cat is going to look the other way when the red-red robin goes bob-bob-bobing [quoted text clipped - 4 lines] > >Sherry Indeed. Marble is a cat being a cat doing what a cat does naturally. It's the reason I have the cats each wearing a collar with a bell on. For the most part, it's successful, as they actually get very few birds - small rodents are the main prey. Alas, Marble seems to be the most successful when it comes to getting birds, and at this time of year, fledglings are all too easy. One of the reasons I like to keep the cats in at night. Marble, however, is decidedly nocturnal and I have to watch him like a hawk to make sure he doesn't get out. Tonight he sneaked past me - the horror that he is. Cheers, helen s p.s. just checked on the wee one. *Possibly* a broken leg :-( But it has taken a few sips of slightly sweetened water from a pipette. Hopefully it'll make it through the night and the leg is just a sprain. One can but hope. --This is an invalid email address to avoid spam-- to get correct one remove fame & fortune h*$el*$$e*nd**$o$ts**i*$*$m*m$o*n*s@$*a$o*l.c**$om$ --Due to financial crisis the light at the end of the tunnel is switched off-- >>Oh, Helen ... I'm sorry! Robins are just way too tempting. No >>self-respecting cat is going to look the other way when the red-red [quoted text clipped - 21 lines] >Hopefully it'll make it through the night and the leg is just a >sprain. One can but hope. When I was 10, my dog once got hold of a young robin. The bird had its flight feathers, but likely had been flying for only a few weeks, judging from its size. It landed too close to the dog, which charged towards the robin. The robin panicked and tried to outrun the dog on the ground, rather than taking flight. I got the robin away from my dog, but it was injured badly enough that I had to euthanize it.  SignatureJohn F. Eldredge -- john@jfeldredge.com PGP key available from http://pgp.mit.edu "Reserve your right to think, for even to think wrongly is better than not to think at all." -- Hypatia of Alexandria >>I am sitting with the rescue box next to me (shoe box with air holes put in >>the [quoted text clipped - 9 lines] > >Sherry The thing that makes it tough with Stinky is that the only time he looks like he's seriously *hunting* is when he patrols around the deep-shage carpet in the middle of the night. Otherwise, he's just goofing around. When he really *does* come up with a little critter, it always looks just the same as when he's playing with any other wiggly little object. He doesn't look like a demon, he looks like a kitty having fun. And if the poor little thing doesn't get away, and he kills or maims it, he's always incredibly disappointed. He has no idea what to do with it (besides bring it to me). He's not all proud. He didn't want it to stop wiggling. What fun is that? Theresa My Blog: http://www.humanitas.blogspot.com alt.tv.frasier FAQ: http://www.im-listening.net/FAQ/ > When he really *does* come up with a little critter, it always looks > just the same as when he's playing with any other wiggly little [quoted text clipped - 3 lines] > do with it (besides bring it to me). He's not all proud. He didn't > want it to stop wiggling. What fun is that? When we lived in California, Berfert would play with shrews then bring them to me when they got broke and ask me to fix them. I'd have to tell him that it wasn't possible and I was sorry, and he'd look SO depressed. Then he'd go out and find a skink to play with. I don't fix broken lizard tails either. Pam S. sorry to disappoint Berfert >> When he really *does* come up with a little critter, it always looks >> just the same as when he's playing with any other wiggly little [quoted text clipped - 9 lines] > Then he'd go out and find a skink to play with. I don't fix broken >lizard tails either. Exactly. Theresa My Blog: http://www.humanitas.blogspot.com alt.tv.frasier FAQ: http://www.im-listening.net/FAQ/ Lots of purrs and best wishes, SignaturePolonca & Soncek > I am sitting with the rescue box next to me (shoe box with air holes put in the > top...). In it is a robin fledgling. <snip> > All purrs for the remote chance of this fledging making it will be appreciated. > [quoted text clipped - 5 lines] > > --Due to financial crisis the light at the end of the tunnel is switched off-- >I am sitting with the rescue box next to me (shoe box with air holes put in the >top...). In it is a robin fledgling. <snip> >All purrs for the remote chance of this fledging making it will be appreciated. > >Cheers, helen s bummer :-(( Purrs for the baby to make it to fly away a couple years ago some blue jays nested in the pecan tree next to my apartment, and I ended up putting babies back in the tree two or three times. I assume they lived to fly away, since I never saw and feather piles, but it's close to a miracle with all the cats neighborhood cats who come here to eat. SignatureSteve Touchstone, faithful servant of Sammy, Little Bit and Rocky stouchst@JUNKsirinet.net [remove Junk for email] Home Page: http://www.sirinet.net/~stouchst/index.html Cat Pix: http://www.sirinet.net/~stouchst/animals.html >>I am sitting with the rescue box next to me (shoe box with air holes put in the >>top...). In it is a robin fledgling. [quoted text clipped - 8 lines] >a couple years ago some blue jays nested in the pecan tree next to my >apartment, And you still have both eyes? ;) Blue jays are incredibly aggressive parents. Many summers, they took over my block, and buzzed anyone walking below their tree. Once one came right at me when I opened a window and stuck my head out! Theresa My Blog: http://www.humanitas.blogspot.com alt.tv.frasier FAQ: http://www.im-listening.net/FAQ/ > And you still have both eyes? ;) Blue jays are incredibly aggressive > parents. Many summers, they took over my block, and buzzed anyone > walking below their tree. Once one came right at me when I opened a > window and stuck my head out! Blue jays are one of my favorite birds. They are bold, and can be surprisingly tame when they are used to you. I used to practically hand feed them peanuts in an apt I used to live in. They would even land on the balcony when my cat Marley was out with me, Marley would just watch them and never made a move to try to attack. One of the things I like about blue jays apart from their beautiful coloring is the soft cooing call they make that you rarely hear. Mostly you hear their harsh "caw caw" type call, but they have a call almost like a whistle, too. SignatureCheryl > >>I am sitting with the rescue box next to me (shoe box with air holes put in the > >>top...). In it is a robin fledgling. [quoted text clipped - 13 lines] > walking below their tree. Once one came right at me when I opened a > window and stuck my head out! We are having blue jay spring here right now. They are nested in the cypress trees in our back yard. And they spend so much time tormenting the cats that I wouldn't be surprised if their fledglings starve. The only thing that bothers the birds more than the cats, is when the cats come inside for a nap. The birds prefer to watch them and go nuts if they can't find them. Jo > We are having blue jay spring here right now. They are nested in the > cypress trees in our back yard. And they spend so much time > tormenting the cats that I wouldn't be surprised if their fledglings > starve. The only thing that bothers the birds more than the cats, is > when the cats come inside for a nap. The birds prefer to watch them > and go nuts if they can't find them. That sounds like the squirrels here! A couple of them scared the bejezzus outta me the other day. lol I guess I startled them (they seem to be nesting on my neighbors wood pile which is against our joining fence) and when I put my lawnmower back in the shed, one charged me and was barking at me furiously. I didn't even know he was there, but he sure saw me! I thought he was going to jump on me. SignatureCheryl >> We are having blue jay spring here right now. They are nested in the >> cypress trees in our back yard. And they spend so much time [quoted text clipped - 9 lines] >me furiously. I didn't even know he was there, but he sure saw me! I >thought he was going to jump on me. My family did a whole slapstick routine with s squirrel when I was a little kid. We went to a park where there were very aggressive squirrels, and one jumped on my father's foot. He kicked it off, and it flew through the air and landed on my little brother's head. He shrugged it off, it landed right on my foot. I kicked it off-- fortunately, by then it had had enough and fled. Theresa My Blog: http://www.humanitas.blogspot.com alt.tv.frasier FAQ: http://www.im-listening.net/FAQ/ >We are having blue jay spring here right now. They are nested in the >cypress trees in our back yard. And they spend so much time tormenting the [quoted text clipped - 4 lines] > >Jo I like having them come around. They're frequent visitors here, usually hopping around on the ground under the bird feeder or stealing food out of the cat bowl put out for my strays. They certainly can get LOUD when they're telling the cats to get lost, can't they? Guess they have reason to scold the cats, though. I think I posted last fall when they forgot to keep an eye on Rocky. He was "sleeping" on the patio one second, then in the blink of an eye he had a pair of Jays penned to the ground. Happily he let them go, either because he was feeling generous, or, more likely, he couldn't figure out how to handle two at a time. SignatureSteve Touchstone, faithful servant of Sammy, Little Bit and Rocky stouchst@JUNKsirinet.net [remove Junk for email] Home Page: http://www.sirinet.net/~stouchst/index.html Cat Pix: http://www.sirinet.net/~stouchst/animals.html >> >>I am sitting with the rescue box next to me (shoe box with air holes put >in the [quoted text clipped - 19 lines] >cypress trees in our back yard. And they spend so much time tormenting the >cats that I wouldn't be surprised if their fledglings starve. LOL. "A fanatic is someone who redoubles his efforts when he has forgotten his aim" -George Santayana ;) Theresa My Blog: http://www.humanitas.blogspot.com alt.tv.frasier FAQ: http://www.im-listening.net/FAQ/ aw, poor little birdie. But, they are a cat's natural prey, what can you do? We will purr and pray that the little bird survives. Jazz & his mama SignatureIrulan from the stars we came, to the stars we return from now until the end of time > I am sitting with the rescue box next to me (shoe box with air holes put in the > top...). In it is a robin fledgling. [quoted text clipped - 30 lines] > > --Due to financial crisis the light at the end of the tunnel is switched off-- Purrs for the baby robin!!! Christine > I am sitting with the rescue box next to me (shoe box with air holes put in the > top...). In it is a robin fledgling. [quoted text clipped - 30 lines] > > --Due to financial crisis the light at the end of the tunnel is switched off-- > I am sitting with the rescue box next to me (shoe box with air holes put in the > top...). In it is a robin fledgling. Many purrs for the fledgling to make it. Nikki has learned not to bring me birds any more because Meowmie gets angry at her. I'm quite sure that she still hunts them, though. She's just learned to be sneaky about it. SignatureMarina, Frank and Nikki Email marina (dot) kurten (at) pp (dot) inet (dot) fi Pics at http://uk.f1.pg.photos.yahoo.com/frankiennikki >Many purrs for the fledgling to make it. Nikki has learned not to bring me >birds any more because Meowmie gets angry at her. I'm quite sure that she >still hunts them, though. She's just learned to be sneaky about it. Thanks guys. Thanks to *all* who posted. The wee feathered thing made it through the night. Leg fine, wings fine - all bits where they are supposed to be. The cats are *in* and being kept in all morning. I've put the fledgling out under a bush in the garden in the hope its parents manage to find it. By keeping the cats in all this morning, hopefully the fledgling has got at least a chance of being found by its parents. Cheers, helen s --This is an invalid email address to avoid spam-- to get correct one remove fame & fortune h*$el*$$e*nd**$o$ts**i*$*$m*m$o*n*s@$*a$o*l.c**$om$ --Due to financial crisis the light at the end of the tunnel is switched off-- LO Helen In case the parents don't reunite with it & it hasn't wandered off (or worse), don't you have a good RSPCA centre not too far away who could foster it? Watching all the animal hospital programmes as I did/do (my boys insist on it, it's their very fave telly) ISTR that Norfolk had a 1st-class outfit (or was that for seals?) Purrs Gordon, Bandit, Pericles & Snowball SignatureFeline family viewable at: http://community.webshots.com/user/exocat > The wee feathered thing made it through the night. Leg fine, wings fine - all > bits where they are supposed to be. [quoted text clipped - 5 lines] > > Cheers, helen s > Thanks guys. Thanks to *all* who posted. > [quoted text clipped - 7 lines] > > Cheers, helen s Purrs that the robin survives. That's the only downside of being owned by a cat, I was very upset last week when the boys killed a songthrush. SignatureAdrian (Owned by Snoopy, Milo & Bagheera) A house is not a home, without a cat. Continued purrs and best wishes, SignaturePolonca & Soncek > Thanks guys. Thanks to *all* who posted. > [quoted text clipped - 13 lines] > > --Due to financial crisis the light at the end of the tunnel is switched off-- >I am sitting with the rescue box next to me (shoe box with air holes put in the >top...). In it is a robin fledgling. [quoted text clipped - 24 lines] > >Cheers, helen s Purrs for the tiny mite. Theresa My Blog: http://www.humanitas.blogspot.com alt.tv.frasier FAQ: http://www.im-listening.net/FAQ/ > I am sitting with the rescue box next to me (shoe box with air holes put in the > top...). In it is a robin fledgling. [quoted text clipped - 30 lines] > > --Due to financial crisis the light at the end of the tunnel is switched off-- sending special bird purrs Brenda >sending special bird purrs >Brenda I kept the cats in yesterday morning and put the fledgling out in the garden, under the honseysuckle. Then I retired from the garden & watched. All hail to the gods of fledglings - within half an hour I spotted the parent feeding the fledgling :-) Sheer luck. Well, at least it lived one more day at least. Cheers, helen s --This is an invalid email address to avoid spam-- to get correct one remove fame & fortune h*$el*$$e*nd**$o$ts**i*$*$m*m$o*n*s@$*a$o*l.c**$om$ --Due to financial crisis the light at the end of the tunnel is switched off-- Continued purrs and best wishes, SignaturePolonca & Soncek > I kept the cats in yesterday morning and put the fledgling out in the garden, > under the honseysuckle. Then I retired from the garden & watched. All hail to [quoted text clipped - 8 lines] > > --Due to financial crisis the light at the end of the tunnel is switched off-- >> sending special bird purrs >> Brenda [quoted text clipped - 6 lines] > > Cheers, helen s That is good news, I'm happy to hear it. SignatureAdrian (Owned by Snoopy, Milo & Bagheera) A house is not a home, without a cat. >Then I retired from the garden & watched. All hail to >the gods of fledglings - within half an hour I spotted the parent feeding the >fledgling :-) Sheer luck. No, it wasn't sheer luck, it was your commitment to give the poor little thing a chance. And you did! Congratulations. Sherry |
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