I wasn’t feeling well this morning, so I skipped Lights Out and went to the doctor instead. After I left the doctor’s office, I ran some errands. I needed to get some groceries and pick up a script. When I came home my plan was to put the groceries away and then I was going to just lounge around the house. I wasn’t going to look for birds.
Then my phone rang.
The caller stated that a hawk blew out of the nest and was sitting on his roof. I asked where he was located and he said Brecksville, OH. That’s typically about a 40 minute drive from my house. I asked if the bird had feathers (imagining that it was a fledgling that the parents may have been feeding on the roof). He said the bird was white and fluffy. I considered skipping the rescue and staying home. I really wasn’t feeling well. But when he said the bird was white and fluffy, I knew it didn’t make it out of the nest on its own. I had to go check on it! This bird needed my help.
I asked the caller if he had a ladder and he said “yes”. I was prepared to get this bird from the roof of his house and back into the nest – even though he also stated that the mother hawk was trying to build a new nest for this baby on his roof. When I arrived, I rang the doorbell and patiently waited for the homeowner to answer the door. As I waited, I watched a Red-shouldered Hawk carry a Chipmunk to the other nestlings. When he answered the door, he told me that the hawk fell from the roof of his house and into the bushes below.
I grabbed my gloves and my net. I tried to put the net through the bushes and scoop the baby bird out the front side. No luck. I asked him if there was a way to get into the bushes. He moved a plant so I could squeeze into the bushes and grab the baby hawk. When I came out of the bushes, I did a quick examination. I noticed some blood on the back of the bird and quickly secured it in the kennel in my car. I also saw where the nest was located and I don’t think there’s any way that the bird just blew out of the nest. It looked to me like a predator picked it up and perhaps dropped it on the roof.
I drove the bird to Lake Erie Nature and Science Center, so Tim could evaluate it further. He noticed that there may be some damage to the primaries, but you can’t really tell until the feathers start to grow. The injuries may not be as bad as I imagined, but only time will tell if the bird will make a full recovery.