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Of the many things Elmo enjoys, being fed by daddy is certainly in the top 3. I’ll get the peanut jar out and pick a few of his favourite kind (it has to be a certain size, shape, and ideally without skin) and his little eyes light up like a 4 year old getting a puppy for Christmas. I can hear his screaming “ooo! oooo! ooo!!! Oh yes, feed me feed me! thank you daddy!!!” just by looking in his eyes.

On one such occasion he was particularly excited, gobbling down the peanuts quicker than I could pick them up again, or so I thought… In fact his ability to swallow peanuts faster than my being able to supply them was causing a blockage in his throat, which I didn’t notice initially. After his feeding session I let him settle down in his nest. My wife noticed him with his neck extended and beak open. Then I felt his throat, thick with peanuts, there must have been around 5 clogged in there. A gentle massage released the blockage and he could breath easily again, as could we.

ANOTHER terrifying experience over with!


A little squeaker came to my workplace at the wildlife rescue centre after having fallen from its nest at a railway station. I named her Matilda. (I decided to try it the other way round for once after all the pigeons we had given male names to turned out to be female.)

Matilda has the sweetest face (big eyes!) and a lovely little hookbill! Ok, so the latter isn’t exactly a good thing but it certainly gives this sweet baby lots of character.

Here she is:

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Matilda on 25th March

At first Matilda was scared of us and didn’t want to feed, but after a few days of love and care she now squeaks her little head off and flaps her wings in excitement whenever we are near. She feeds wonderfully despite her hookbill and we will be trying to get her to eat seed soon.

Here’s Matilda begging for food:

So the deal with hookbills is that they often need trimming down to allow the bird to feed properly. We have an adult pigeon living in the disabled pigeon aviary with an overgrown beak that we trim every now and then. However, as long as the beak doesn’t grow too long and doesn’t impede beak function, a little bit of a hookbill doesn’t hurt.

Today I saw a feral pigeon on the garden with a hookbill. It looked healthy enough and didn’t have any problems eating the seed and peanuts I gave it, which is good. Maybe Matilda’s overgrown beak won’t be a problem. Only time can tell.

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Waving hello!


Ever since we’ve had Elmo he’s been happily feeding Richard – as mated pairs do. I’ve seen feral pigeons feeding each other and always assumed that it was the male pigeons feeding their female partner. I didn’t think that Georgie would ever try to feed me, however she has started to do in the last week or so.

After having watched Elmo’s feeding behaviour I immediately recognised the signs in Georgie that she wanted to feed me. I gave her my pinky and she took it in her mouth and tried to chuck up some food. Yuck! ;)

I managed to get a photo of one such incident:

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Looks uncomfortable but Georgie goes at it with vigour! :D

Fortunately she hasn’t actually brought up any food, and neither has Elmo, but both love to feed us as a sign of their affection and commitment to us. Aren’t we lucky?!


We are of the opinion that Elmo doesn’t consider himself pigeon, but rather as a human. One very confused pigeon we thought.

However, is this entirely true? My recent post on Pij-n-Angels website has made me think that perhaps, us pigeon owners are in fact being turned into pigeons by our beloved pets. Take these rather crazy behavious as examples:

  1. I preen my pigeon. I use my nose as a beak and will run it around his neck, and occasionally tug a few feathers using my lips.
  2. My pigeon feeds me, my little finger being a ‘beak’ he forces down his own throat.
  3. We nest together: On the sofa he will sit near me, or in his nest cooing away trying to get my attention. When we go to sleep we nest together (his bed is my bedside table no more than 4 feet away from my face).
  4. I’ll coo to him, using various tones which any pigeon owner will be able to recognise as aggressive, loving, excited or confused.
  5. I bow my head to get his attention as he does to me.
  6. I’ll allow him to mate with my hand.

So, it would seem I have a very healthy PIGEON relationship.

One worring and very embarrasing pigeon behavour I do is bow my head at people IN PUBLIC. If I find something cute I find myself bowing my head like a pigeon…

I struggle to think of human behavious my pigeon has picked up. So, is he really more human than pigeon, or am I just a little bit more pigeon than I used to be…?