SAD NEWS… :(

FEATURING: queenmotherbird (aka my mum!)

So, as you might already know if you are a kid from the Adelaide Hills, there’s been a LOT of rain and wind lately. Good if you’re a plant, not so good if you’re a bird… and in this case also not so good if you are an aviary.

As you could of guessed from the picture, our aviary got blown over by a huge gust of wind at around 11 this morning. And yep… we had a bird inside- a long time rosella resident by the name of Skittles (you may remember him from the naming ceremony on my blog a while ago). And the crazy thing is… we were going to take him to the vet today after I finished school! So… well, we were pretty sure he would have to be put down. We had him for ages, and he was flying a bit, but not enough. He could climb pretty well, but it was too dangerous to release him as he wasn’t ready to face the dangers of the outside world.

Anyway, when the aviary fell over, Skittles made his break for freedom, jumped out and took off, scampering into our neighbours property and was soon out of sight behind the rich undergrowth.

Where did he go? I have no idea… as soon as the weather clears up, I’ll go on a walk looking for him, but it’s doubtful we will find him and I just hope he’s ok… my parents spotted him briefly; apparently a magpie tried to swoop him, and Rosellas are territorial… we have got to hope that he wasn’t attacked and managed to find shelter and food.

Ok, that’s enough talking from me! Let’s hear from queenmotherbird…(warning, sorta cringy alert!!!)

queenmotherbird:

A Wing and a Prayer *I WARNED U!!!- QBN*

Today’s events have got me thinking about the part that fate, luck and coincidence play in the life and/or death of our feathered friends.

We’re yet to find the magical formula for why some birds will survive and others don’t make it, and it’s fair to say we are still learning.

From the freak accident of our magpie Malteaser, who was doing so well until he crashed into the aviary floor breaking both legs, to the little silvereye who wedged itself – to the point of no return – into a tiny crevice in the aviary.

We’ve been looking after Skittles for some time now, part in the hope of full recovery and part in the general busyness that comes with any mention of the vet (he had already been once). But, we had to bite the bullet this week (figuratively, and probably literally had fate/luck not intervened).

Skittles planned visit to the vet was cancelled yesterday when Kingfatherbird (AKA Dad- QBN) was called into work, and rescheduled to today…..as we now know bringing the awesomely squally and wild windy weather that tipped the 3m aviary and released Skittles into the hands of fate/luck/OMG!

Coincidental?

Journey on Skittles, Safe Travels – QBN’s Mother

Footnote; I TOLD U ITS CRINGY!!! hehehehhe. also, mum, first time I’ve ever heard u say OMG!!!!!

Ok, thats it from me! (and mum!) Cya next time!!! (if mum hasn’t scared u away hnehehehehe >:D) I’ll keep you updated on whether we find Skittles…

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QueenBirdNerd, out!!!

*mum says over and out*