Today Birdy, a rescued White Winged Dove flew away from my hands. We had her for about 3 weeks, which is about the same amount of time I guessed that she would stay and fully recover. She was found as a Fledgling parents no where in sight, I took her in and became her Temporary Mother. I was proud, I forced feed her in the beginning and then she started to eat Oatmeal on her own, she would come when I called her or whistled, "BIRDY!!!" Shed cock her head in response and after a few seconds shed flap her wings or walk and come to me. A Juvenile turning into a Rebel, shed poop everywhere and fly anywhere, she got used to constant human contact and wouldnt be bothered by anything. She smelled like corn, or chicken feed, and always chirped and twitch her wings in response, what a cutie. She would turn into the "heart stealer" and everyone enjoyed her company around the house, even my dad who was a constant ticking bomb in the home, enjoyed her lovable nature, and even my mom who did not like animals inside her house.
I will miss her and still a bit in shock... I grew close to her, I was afraid of loosing her at first, but slowly I understood that she had to be back out in the "Wild". Ive heard a saying from someone (can't remember the exact words) was about a bird, "We must all learn to let got of the Bird no matter how bad we want to help it." And it is true, her place wasnt with humans, it was with other birds of her species, and she must now learn to fend for herself, feed herself, and find shelter. I wish her the best in her Bird life and wish that she can come visit even though she looks like other birds I know somehow she will. Im happy for her.
"Dont keep holding on to something you have already let go of."