We'd love to hear what you think of our site. Please let us know by filling in the form below!

 
Social Network Links
Pages

We have a friendly tabby cat visiting us now. He turned up one day, meowing at the door and since we mistakenly fed him, he’s turning up every night for a meal and cuddles. (Ok, I admit it, it was deliberate. We knew if we fed him he’ll keep returning. We simply couldn’t help ourselves. The cat is so friendly and adorable!)

P1070893

Meet "our" cat.

I’ve been trying to get a good photo of the cat, but the flash is so harsh. I’ll keep trying.

I borrowed a microchip scanner from work to see if the cat has a microchip (since he hasn’t got a collar on), but the scanner didn’t pick up any. Since the cat is in such good condition and is of a good weight, I don’t think he’s homeless, however, his hunger worries us a bit. But then again, cats can be just as greedy as dogs! :)

We let the cat in a few times with the pigeons safely away just in case, but the cat doesn’t like it if I close the door. He needs the option to dash out if he wants. He’s a bit wary but loves his evening meal, and once we start stroking him he usually wants to cuddle up onto our lap. After a while he gets up, goes out, and disappears into the darkness.

P1070910

The cat comes into our flat

I want to call him “Sir Drools-a-lot” since he is a drooler. I’ve never known a cat to drool so much. Every time he lovingly head butts my hand (to scent mark it. I’m no fool; I know why cats rub), he leaves a little wet patch. Yuck. And when he sat on my lap the other night, he left a puddle on my leg.

Last night we let Elmo meet the cat. In a controlled manner and under strict observation, of course. We cannot risk the cat attacking our beloved pigeons. But the cat wasn’t interested in Elmo at all. In fact, when Elmo flapped, the cat ran away. Elmo, on the other hand, wasn’t impressed with the intruder. Richard was stroking the cat, who was lying down on the floor, and Elmo walked over and tried to peck the cat. Elmo has no predator awareness instincts; he thinks he’s the king of the house and no one tells him what to do.

P1070915

Elmo and the cat

In the above photo, the cat is having his dinner while Elmo checks him out. When he was finished and walked away, Elmo went over to inspect what the cat had left (first time he left anything):

P1070918

Elmo inspects the cat food

Even though I know that there are people who have pigeons and cats living together, I don’t think I could do that since you cannot trust the two together. You’d never be able to relax and would always have to keep an eye on them. I have enough trouble keeping an eye on Elmo and Georgie together since Elmo doesn’t like Georgie and will attack her if she gets too close to him. However, the cat is so lovely and I’m sure he’ll continue to visit us. I hope we find his owner just so we can sleep in peace, however, if the cat is homeless then we’ll have to find him a good home.


Today our darling Elmo boy is 11 years old. Can you believe it?!

“Happy Hatchday, Elmo!!”

We’ve had Elmo for 3 years now, however, it feels like we’ve known and lived with him for longer. He’s such an integral part of our family that it’s hard to imagine what our life was like before him.

We woke up to a very happy pigeon on the bedside table, cooing and wing twitching with joy as he saw that we were awake and available to give him his morning hug. Then it was time for his presents: A knitted pigeon and a jar of pine nuts! :)

P1070879

Elmo's hatchday presents

Elmo received a card from his original mum, as well as a card from us. I knitted the pigeon for Elmo (the pigeon is Cooey pigeon from Stitch London) and I think Elmo enjoyed playing with him (*ahem* pecking him *ahem*) very much, as you can see from the video:

We’ll be showering Elmo with even more love and affection today, and I’m sure he’ll be sick of all the cuddles and treats he receives by the end of the day. :)

P1070886

Elmo tucking into the pine nut jar


Here are a few of my favourite videos our pet pigeons, Georgie, Elmo and Dora:


I’ve been a bit preoccupied and haven’t been writing as much about my two disabled, tame pigeons, Georgie and Elmo - which I feel bad about – but when you discover a new interest, it can take up all your time and energy in the first few weeks of fresh discovery and excitement.

So what has been luring me away from blogging? Well, knitting actually. I won’t go into it in detail (you can read a bit about it here if you want: Elmo, wool and a pair of knitting needles and My pigeon flock – knitted of course!) but what I will say is that Georgie does not approve of my new hobby, whilst Elmo does.

Georgie truly believes that my lap is only there for her to sit on and that my hands are only in existence to pet and cuddle her. When I’m knitting my hands are in constant movement, thus disturbing her nap on my lap, and the needles may accidentally poke her, so as you can imagine, Georgie does not like me knitting in the evening when she is simply trying to have a snooze!! I get quite a few pecks and angry coos for my knitting endeavors.

Elmo, on the other hand, thinks the yarn and completed knitted toys are there for him to court. He’ll jump over, give his best “How you doing?” coo, and then attempt to mount the yarn ball. It can be quite distracting when I’m trying to knit.

I guess cats don’t have a monopoly on yarn balls. :)

Ps. As I’m writing this Elmo has hopped onto the coffee table to coo and prance around a yarn ball. He’s getting his feet tangled in the wool, silly boy. Gotta go rescue him!


We sadly lost Teresa, a disabled white pigeon, today. She passed away in the afternoon after living in the resident pigeon aviary at my work for over 6 years due to a broken wing. While we don’t know how old she was when she was first brought to the rescue centre, we could, however, see that she was an older girl.

A few months ago we noticed that Teresa found it hard to walk about, especially if the ground wasn’t even, so we housed her in a seperate pen with two young pigeons for company (the males in the resident aviary were harassing her too much and she couldn’t get away from them easily), and she was fine with them and living her life as comfortably as possible until the end. She had received pain relief and other medication to help her with her mobility but we noticed no improvement.

Teresa was a reserved pigeon but loved her side of a nesting hutch and defended it from all intruders. I was very sad when her mate, Hookbill, died suddenly last year and was hoping she would pair up with one of the single male pigeons, but she didn’t seem to like them at all. Teresa never remated.

I hope that the life we provided her was good enough and that she didn’t suffer in her last hour of life. I was sadly not there to see her pass away. I will miss her.

P1030249

Beautiful Teresa

P1040640

Teresa (top right)

Teresa in her half of the hutch, defending it from Stanley (bottom right), the late Big Bob (top left) and Peaches (bottom left) who tried to cohabit together in the other side of the hutch.