Take a good look at this baby Indian Mynah… by the time you’re seeing it here, in real life it’ll probaby be dead.
I think it has come from one of the nests we get in the attic in summer. This one is relatively fortunate in that it landed in the garden. Others, less ‘lucky’ have slipped down the small gap between the frames in the bay window. They slowly starve to death. It’s awful lsitening to the scrabbling getting weaker and weaker until it stops… but what can we do? Take the windows apart each time? I think not.
This one is currently sitting in the middle of the lawn desperately fluffing its feathers in an attempt to persuade its parents to fly down with food. The parents of course are also desperate to protect their offspring attacking anything and everything that walks onto the lawn. They’ve seen off the dogs… and chased off the kids… but there’s still one of our pets they’ve not had to deal with yet… the cat.
This cat has finished off whole pigeons at one sitting so I doubt a scrawny little yucker is going to slow it up… or fill it up… much… and if the parents get in the way they’ll end up as a feline supper too!
Could we help? Possibly… we *might* be able to capture it… if we didin’t kill it ourselves by trying first… but if we did, then its parents would abandon it and it’d starve anyway.
We could call WIRES… but Indin Mynahs are considered a pest… so they’d euthanase it anyway. All that’s left is to let nature take its course. Maybe it’ll live… probably it won’t… but that’s what nature and evolution is all about. Sad but true.
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