LOL. That's one of my favourite movies, and I cry every single time I see it. I've raised ducklings before...the beginning scene hits home pretty hard!
Yesterday he was getting really good at flying from my hand, to my arm, to my head, back down to my shoulder, and of course on the camera. He's getting his balance down pretty well, though his aim is still a tiny bit clumsy, it's a huge improvement.
I took my little baby to Erin this morning, only a half hour drive but it felt excrutiatingly long and drawn out. I was so worried about him imprinting to me, I sort of forgot about my own bond after a few days. It was brutal losing my duckling, this was a little easier, knowing the next chapter would be that one step closer to the freedom that was his birth right.
Erin (who lives in Erin!) is a wonderful person and I was relieved to be shown where he would stay and how she would care for him. She has a pet crow indoors.
Anyway, her backyard was massive, and there were so many bird feeders that were actually her neighbours but they stood between the two properties. There were a few hutches for a dove she found (domestic) and two kestrels. I've never seen one up close. One was an adult female that was missing half a wing so she kept her, and apparently this bird nurses other baby birds that come to her. Erin usually rehabilitates birds of prey but does occasionally take on birds like my own. He was put in a bird cage with perches, which I know he'll like since he's rejected the nest and only perches.
Anyway, she told me he looked great. Healthy feathers, bright eyes, good weight, etc. She's basically going to continue what I did, only he'll live outdoors (thus not imprint) and has some special avian vitamins added to his mush. When he grows more confident with his flight she'll move him in with the dove. She was saying, in response to my concern he'll trust humans too much, that starlings "wild out" easily so with luck, he may be okay out there.
She promised to update me frequently, and she wasn't kidding. I got home a few hours ago and I already have a photo from her.
She must have taken this right after I left.
I have a ton of him to post, it's just all on the camera still.
So, I'm really upset of course, but am consoling myself knowing he's that much closer to being wild and independent.