The African Collared Dove

A few days ago we went for a walk to the library and we would have walked past it if Ben hadn't seen it. It was a dove. With a bunch feathers missing from both wings it looked very helpless. Ben said that the bird was a African Collared Dove they are domestic and would not survive in the wild. We decided that on the way back from the library we would take it home. We went to the library got some books and started our walk home. Again we almost walked past it. This time I was the one who saw it, I picked it up (Ben was to scared of bird diseases and Anna didn't argue for some unknown reason). It was a very tame dove and very hungry. The bird must have bean raised by humans, it ate right from our hands. That night she slept on the front porch in a bird cage that we had in the basement (I am calling it a she not because we can tell what gender it is but because it I want it to be a female). So we have a tame bird that will eat from your hand, and that would die if we let it go. What would you do? We are keeping her. We spent a lot of time making a bigger bird cage in the apple tree (mostly me and Mama - John and ben did barely anything on the cage, but he did contradict Ben say that the dove is a Barbary not a African Collared Dove - Anna did some). The one it was in was too small. It took a little less than two days to build a new cage. It was not the picture of a perfect bird cage but it works and we spent not a penny on it as all the supplies came from the basement. We are going to make even bigger one under the tree house soon.
We named her Jypsy.

Current bird cage

By Claire Shamgochian