This is not my story but my friend Eileen’s story
from the Isle of Wight who has kindly agreed to share it with everyone as she does
not blog herself. It happened in 2006
when Eileen’s husband was alive and they rescued these little ones together so
these are her words written at that time. I am linking this post with SATURDAYS CRITTERS. These first few shots were taken off the video but now I will turn the story over to Eileen.
28th
April 5 eggs
We sited the box close to a thick hawthorn hedge so
that there would be plenty of cover and the same day we had a pair of blue tits
take up residence. We were fascinated by the nest building. Moss for the base
placed with great care, all types and lengths of dry grass. This was then woven
together with hair from our Golden Retriever and lined with feathers from the
local Geese. We were really amused when they brought a large feather into the
box and wrestled with it for several days. One night the female, who roosted
every night in the box, slept underneath the feather. Several more were brought
in and used to cover the eggs before leaving the nest.
Female
asleep at night
The female seemed to do most of the incubation and certainly spent every
night in the box.
Female
incubating
The male never roosted in the box.
All 6 eggs hatched and by the 23rd
May
they were beginning to look like blue tits
23rd
May
26th
May
Both parents fed the chicks about every 30 mins some times arriving
together in what was becoming a very confined space. On one occasion the male appeared with a very
large caterpillar too big for the chicks. After much twittering the female took
it off him and flew out of the box reappearing a few moments later to continue
her nest cleaning.
Our drama started on the 26th May when the female failed to
return that night. She was always, without fail, back in the box just before
dusk, so began a very anxious wait until morning.
She didn’t come back, our worst fears were realised, it was possible
that the local Sparrow Hawk had taken her. The male continued to feed them all
and worked very hard in what was a difficult time as the weather was very cold
and the green caterpillars that they collect from the oak trees nearby were
very scarce. We put out mealworms to help but he didn’t seem to like them. The Robin had a great
feast though.
Temporary aviary complete with the dogs towels for
shade & to deter the Sparrow Hawk.
On the afternoon of the 29th May the male didn’t return to
the box. We thought he was trying to entice the chicks out of the box and one
did leave that afternoon. We were quite anxious as the remaining 5 chicks had
not been fed all afternoon. We contacted several wildlife centres for advice
and most of them said leave them alone and let nature take its course. One lady
at a rescue center was very helpful suggesting maggots from a fishing shop and
dried egg from the pet shop if we did have to help them.
As we didn’t know how long it took to entice them out we left them alone
till the following morning when we were up at dawn to see how they were. We
were alarmed to see one dead chick and all the others calling very loudly with
no response from outside. At this point we decided to intervene (we turned the
camera off as leaving them to die was not an option) and bring the box indoors
and put it temporarily into a cage we keep for injured birds that seem to find
us from time to time.
While we were preparing the cage with branches for perching, another
chick left the box and sat in the hedge calling, we watched from a distance but
the male was not around. We then took the box off the wall and put it into the
prepared cage. It was not long before the 3 remaining chicks were hopping about
the branches in the cage. Getting them to eat was not straight forward they
would look at the wriggling maggot on the end of a pair of tweezers but not eat
them. The break through came when we brushed their beak with a squashed maggot
and there was no stopping them. They each took 3 maggots and retired to the
back of the cage quite satisfied.
We decided to look for the other chick that had left the box earlier. To
our amazement it was sitting in some long grass a bit wet and bedraggled still
weakly calling for an adult. It was quite easy to pick up we dried it with some
kitchen towel and put it in with the others. We then offered the first three
some more maggots and they all came to the tweezers and took a few more, this
encouraged the damp chick to take about three and then sit near the others.
On 30th May we are now the foster parents to 4 hungry chicks needing to be fed every 30 mins dawn to dusk. I would get up before dawn to uncover the cage and open the window so that they would get used to the light naturally and the sounds of other birds waking up. They were not interested in food immediately and I soon learned to leave them until they called which was about 1 hr after dawn. We fed the dried egg by mixing it to a paste and pressing it onto the bars of the cage. This was very successful the chicks were soon feeding from this when they wanted and still coming for the maggots.
Our next step was to get them more room outside. We decided to convert
the arbour into a temporary aviary. We bought several metres of pond netting,
this had a mesh small enough to keep them safe, and fixed it all over the
arbour. We cut some bushy oak tree branches and put them inside the aviary.
Feeding time by hand
After about 10 days in the aviary they were looking ready for release they were also attracting and communicating with other adult and young blue tits from around the garden.
On the release day we removed the netting from the back of the arbour
and they flitted into the hedge behind. They were around the garden for a few
days but after that as all Blue Tits look the same so we can only hope that they
survived. We have always fed the birds in our garden and for a time we
scattered the egg paste in the hedge.
Would we do it again? Yes if the need arose. Are we going to set up the camera box again?
Maybe!!
Well I hope you all enjoyed hearing this wonderful story and the dedication of Eileen and her husband to ensure these orphaned Blue Tits had a great chance of survival. I am hoping that Eileen will set up her camera in her bird box this year and we then might be able to see this years chick developing.
My many thanks to Eileen for letting me share this story and photographs.
Thank you for visiting and also thanks to those who left comments on any of my blogs.
.JPG)
