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Just been out in the car and came across a buzzard in the middle of the road.
As I approached it didn't fly away so I put on my hazard lights and got out to see what was going on.
The poor thing was half lying in the road fluttering it's wings and scrabbling with it's feet, but worst of all it's head was rolling- literally.
I couldn't block the road so I grabbed it carefully and wrapped it up and put it in the back of my car and drove to the nearest quiet bit of road.
When I got it out again it's head had stopped rolling and it had started blinking so I checked out it's wings and legs to find they were OK- then waved it about a bit to get it to flap it's wings to make sure they worked properly.
I put it on the ground under a hedge and after about 5 minutes it was standing up properly and stated looking around- so I left it to nip to the shops.
On my way back I checked the same place and it was nowhere to be seen.
(If it'd still been there I'd have taken it to the vets)
I'm so glad I stopped and picked it up- it would most definitely have been run over.
The nicest thing for me was to be able to handle the bird and touch it all over - they are such majestic creatures- and I was surprised at how light it was- and the length of it's wings when it was flapping them.
It never once tried to peck me although the grip of it's claws was rather impressive!
I really feel honoured to have been able to help it. They are around here in vast numbers, but to be actually able to handle one was something exceptional!
Lets hope it's dive bombing skills/ road sense have been improved following that experience.
Dazed but not injured - how lucky was that??
As I approached it didn't fly away so I put on my hazard lights and got out to see what was going on.
The poor thing was half lying in the road fluttering it's wings and scrabbling with it's feet, but worst of all it's head was rolling- literally.
I couldn't block the road so I grabbed it carefully and wrapped it up and put it in the back of my car and drove to the nearest quiet bit of road.
When I got it out again it's head had stopped rolling and it had started blinking so I checked out it's wings and legs to find they were OK- then waved it about a bit to get it to flap it's wings to make sure they worked properly.
I put it on the ground under a hedge and after about 5 minutes it was standing up properly and stated looking around- so I left it to nip to the shops.
On my way back I checked the same place and it was nowhere to be seen.
(If it'd still been there I'd have taken it to the vets)
I'm so glad I stopped and picked it up- it would most definitely have been run over.
The nicest thing for me was to be able to handle the bird and touch it all over - they are such majestic creatures- and I was surprised at how light it was- and the length of it's wings when it was flapping them.
It never once tried to peck me although the grip of it's claws was rather impressive!
I really feel honoured to have been able to help it. They are around here in vast numbers, but to be actually able to handle one was something exceptional!
Lets hope it's dive bombing skills/ road sense have been improved following that experience.
Dazed but not injured - how lucky was that??
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