![]() ![]() To my surprise after the first few “bites” it started reacting more. I didn’t have any bird formula on hands so I grabbed some finch /aviary mix and ground it with a spice grinder, added hot bottled water and when the temperature was down to 101F, I fed it a little at a time. I took him/her in the house and still was warming its little body, it took at least 25 minutes to get warm through and through, quite terrible. I also noticed his little crop was completely empty. The aviary was pretty cold and he was noticeably colder than my hands. I blinked my eyes and thought myeyes are either playing tricks on me or he is alive! I quickly began warming his little body with my breath. I poked it again, it moved ever so slightly. He died! Then I thought I saw movement, similar to how dough springs back when you press it, subtle but certain. ![]() I grabbed him in my palm and pressed him gently with my index finger–it did not move. The next morning before work, on Thursday, I saw what I thought was a dead, or very close to it, baby finch in the basket. It was better than dropping 2.5’ for a third time! So I again left the aviary. The only thing bad about this was that I doubt the mother would sleep in this nest to keep him warm, but I hoped. The crop (a little sack where their food is stored) was full of food so I figured at least someone (some bird) was taking care of him. I came back later and noticed he was again on the cage floor so I brought out a basket and filled it with nesting material and placed it on the cage floor. I promptly placed him in with the single egg and went on my merry way. Well, where the heck did it come from? It may have been an inbetweener or may have been pushed out the nest to make way for the eggs. I saw three fledglings in one nest, zero room there as they looked like they were planning on staying in the nest for longer than they should! And the others contained eggs. I searched for a free nest above where it fell (it was a wee thing, it could not have moved anywhere by itself as of yet). ![]() I was watching the finches while Honeybadger was out of town and noticed a baby finch was on the bottom of a very large cage where the nests are (it’s an open cage as the finches live in the large aviary, but it is a good 2.25’ drop from nests to cage bottom). At least temporarily until he/she can go back into the aviary. Ever the animal-rescuer, I am now the proud foster Mom of a baby finch (I think a Society finch). ![]()
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