Wednesday, May 03, 2006
  Found injured starling

Found injured starling, originally uploaded by estacey.

Last night while rinsing gear outside at 2:30 a.m., I heard an awful noise coming from the bushes. Since I already had to intervene in Elliot catching a toad twice, my first thought was that he had caught something bigger. I ran over and, sure enough, Elliot emerged from the bushes chasing a little hopping bird.

The bird ran under the grill, Balu helped me to keep Elliot at bay, and I was able to catch it. It calmed down immediately and latched onto my fingers. I dried him off with paper towels, which showed he was bleeding, so dabbed his wounds with iodine and put him in a leftover bird cage I have with some bread and water.

He's still fine today and has even eaten the bread. I left him Special K when I went to work today. I'm pretty sure he'd appreciate some insects on the side, but hey, I ain't runnin' no bird cafeteria.

Since I am worse at bird ID than I am at fish ID, I had to look him up in my bird guide. He's a plain ol' starling. Grown-up. Boy. Quite cute up close, though. To read more about starlings, check here: - and for a very different "about starlings" page, check out:

Sadly, something is wrong with one of his wings, which I'm thinking is the reason Elliot was able to catch him in the first place. It may just need time to heal and re-grow some feathers. Lucky for me, the Wildlife Care Center ( said they would take care of him if I brought him there. I was worried -- since they have a policy against re-introducing non-native species (which starlings are to all of North America), they couldn't rehabilitate him for release.. And, you know, starlings have a pretty bad reputation. I was worried maybe they'd just put him down. But nope - they'll find someone to take care of him. Oh, how I love those folks. :)

I should have posted here insted of on Flickr. How's the little guy doing - it looks like it's fully grown. You ever think about volunteering at a wildlife rehab place? I'd think that would be your calling. I love doing it, especially since my paying job is just unfulfilling paper pushing. It feels good to go out and do something hands on and rewarding.
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I'm Stacey. I'm a 31(!)-year-old Wisconsin girl living in sunny South Florida. The highlights in my life are my lovely boyfriend, my aloof cats, my adorable/adoring stepdogs, my two lumbering tortoises, select family members, being outside, being underwater, taking pictures, yadda yadda. Stay tuned for lots of babbling!

Location: Fort Lauderdale, Florida, United States


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Making a difference

A small boy lived by the ocean. He loved the creatures of the sea, especially the starfish, and he spent much of his time exploring the seashore.

One day the boy learned there would be a minus tide that would leave the starfish stranded on the sand.

When the tide went out, he went down to the beach, began picking up the stranded starfish, and tossing them back into the ocean.

An elderly man who lived next door came down to the beach to see what the boy was doing. Seeing the man's quizzical expression, the boy paused as he approached. "I'm saving the starfish!" the boy proudly declared.

When the neighbor saw all of the stranded starfish he shook his head and said: "I'm sorry to disappoint you, young man, but if you look down the beach, there are stranded starfish as far as the eye can see. And if you look up the beach the other way, it's the same. One little boy like you isn't going to make much of a difference."

The boy thought about this for a moment. Then he reached his small hand down to the sand, picked up another starfish, tossed it out into the ocean, and said: "Well, I sure made a difference for that one!"

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