Since I was last on here I have acquired a rescue rosy cheeked lovebird. I looked out of my study window one morning and there it was flat out on the paving under the window. It looked dead. Then I saw it give a little sigh, so I phoned Mr Wing who was on a walk with the dog and he came home and tried to catch it. He's quite good at this and has caught a few before.
Fortunately it was so weak it couldn't put up much resistance and he crept up on it and trapped it in the fish pond net. It was a windy day so I called it Drafty and to be honest I didn't think it would live.
It thrived and has its own aviary next to the parrots.
It was part of a group of about five variegated lovebirds someone must have let out of their aviary because they either didn't want them any more or they were going away. So cruel. There was a blue one and some masked ones.
They came around for a bit and then vanished. But then one returned, looking terrible, starved, weak and with a broken leg or foot. We tried to catch it but this isn't going to happen. He's too wild now, so I put out some grub and he started to eat and is starting to look better. His foot was very swollen and hanging badly so looked broken. They often chew off the damaged bit in this case and it seems that this is what he has done now. He seems to have one peg leg. He comes every day for his snack and sits in the tree over the aviaries for companionship . He's getting quite tame. Maybe eventually we'll be able to catch him and have a look at what is wrong. Poor little creature.