Back to the house for my gloves, a bag, and a shovel (the level of the water is quite low, so I thought a shovel would help retrieve the bird). Much to my surprise, the bird moved when I pulled him from the water. Now what to do? I took him to the deck, ran to get a towel, and wrapped him in the towel and held him to my chest. I didn't think there was much chance for him. His eyes were closed, and his beak was opening and closing like he was gasping for air. I kept changing the towel so that it would absorb the water from his feathers. Once the sun came out, I spread open the towel and took my finger and rubbed it up and down his back to get the circulation going. After about an hour, I put him in a low rise rubbermaid bin with the towel and a bit of water. After a few hours, he managed to sit up on his own. A couple more hours, and he hopped out of the bin. We had to leave to take Riley to the vet....when we returned, the dove was gone. Hopefully living happily ever after!
|almost ready to fly again|