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Imagine just a little over two weeks ago, this tiny, trembling specimen came home with me ...
The shot above shows her a few days after (she grew fast!) ... the day before I let go of her ...droppings from the floor, but not from her furniture, now that 'the girl' (as she has fondly come to be known) is flying everywhere. The idea was for 'the girl' to be not as 'spoilt' by Rosanna. But, even though physical contact was a bit less, it is difficult, when in the presence of Rainbow, to not become attached. I warned Rosanna that she will feel the void. Later today Rainbow will be returning with me to St. Augustine ...
Initially, she will come to my house. When unattended, she will stay in an old rabbit cage -courtesy the friend who had given me the hamster cage (which RainB is now too big to fit in comfortably). The rabbit cage is large enough for her to stretch her wings and walk around in. Every so often I will take her out and let her fly until she is a strong enough flyer to be set completely free.
From what I have been reading about how to successfully release a young pigeon, it is advisable to wait until she can fly properly (of course!) Better for her to be released in the area in which she was found. The friend with the rabbit cage lives five minutes walk from me ... and another five minutes (or less) from where Rainbow was found ... where there is a flock of pigeons. She will be released and reunited with her kindred. She will hopefully even find or be reunited with her (soul)mate. According to the articles I was reading on pigeons, once they find their mate, it is for life.
I will try the 'soft release' method, which I read about ... and I trust that all will be well.
Little Rainbow has come full circle to her original home.
Once upon a time there was a man who won a prize at a fair. The prize was a simple certificate on which was written: Congratulations! You have won a Chronic Les.
"A Chronic Les?" the man exclaimed, baffled. "What on earth is a Chronic Les?"
"Ahaaaa!" the prize giver said, rubbing his hands with glee. "It's the shortened form of the name of your prize. The great thing about this prize is that you get to choose one out of three things that Chronic Les could stand for!"
"What are those?" the man asked.
"Chronic Lesbian, Chronic Lesson and Chronic Lesion."
Which one did the man choose (if any) and why?
Yesterday morning I was in the garden with Rainbow. I was squatting on the ground playing with a twig and she was walking around behind me. All of a sudden I heard a flapping noise and felt wind on my neck. Then I felt little claws clambering on my t-shirt. She had flown by herself from the ground up to my shoulder! All day she kept standing on tip toes (or tip claws) and flapping wildly, trying to raise herself into the air ... but she had only succeeded that one time.
I wonder how it will feel to suddenly, one day, just be able to lift off the ground and into the sky. Where will be the first place she chooses to go when she has that power/ability/realisation?
Miss Rain-B also had her first trip in my car yesterday evening as she accompanied me to the Greenlight meeting. She mingled well, going easily to everyone and nestling comfortably in their hands. She even blessed Glen's guitar with one of her 'loads'.