I released the pigeons

[KiwiandPeachthePigeons]

My pigeons have been let out for their first flight! They settled down on my neighbors roof after flying a few circuits around the area. I just hope they come back.

 

[nchls school]

Good luck.

 

[biophiliac]

How's it going? Have you called them in for some food?

 

[backyard pigeons]

I hope they were hungry. Do they have a food call?

 

[KiwiandPeachthePigeons]

I let them out hungry, but slowly they went farther and farther away. Only Kiwi came back home last night. I have her closed in, hoping that Peach just got held up somewhere and find his way home today. They don’t have a specific food call meant for them, when I feed hen I use the same call I use for chickens.

 

[nchls school]

Be sure to have Kiwi where she is highly visible to Peach. Good luck!

 

[KiwiandPeachthePigeons]

Guess what. I got Peach back, but he didn’t come home on his own record.
So apparently him and Kiwi were flying over my great-uncle’s house, and Peach went and hit the window. Kiwi kept on flying. So myuncle goes and puts him in a tree so that the cats don’t get him. He doesn’t go so my uncle brings him inside. Took a picture, sent it to his family.
Family is all like “that’s a white bird, it’s special and holy, keep it,” getting him all up on his high horse. So he was getting attached.
Then him and my aunt go to visit my grandparents. Uncle brings up that he found a white pigeon and my grandma’s all like, “hey, my granddaughter lost a white pigeon yesterday.” And so he shows her the picture and my grandma asks me what my pigeon looks like. I send her a picture and she’s like “oh yeah, that’s him.” My uncles all like, “no, I don’t think that’s him,” because he’s being a greedy bastard wanting to keep my pigeon. Like, we don’t get pigeons where I live, especially not big white ones. So, after they argue for a bit, my grandma returns me my pigeon. Definitely a close call. Peach doesn’t seem hurt at all, which is good. Such a coincidence that he hit my uncles window, who lives about two miles away.

 

[cavemanrich]

Great news
Now we can teach you how to trap train them. You will need a trap built first.

 

[jak2002003]

You are so lucky you got the bird back. They flew away too far, and the one that got injured could have broken its neck, or been killed by animals.

Can I suggest you train them to return to the coop when called. You need to ration their feed, and only feed 1 time a day. At feeding time make a special noise, like ratting the feed box, or whistling. Do this every time. Only when the birds are coming to you for feed on the call, should you attempt to let them out.

The let them out just before you feed them, and call them straight back in, then lock them up.

Each day do the same, gradually letting them stay out long before you call them in.

It sounds like you birds are adults now, and strong on the wing. This means if you let them out like you did, they will take off and fly strongly about, getting excited and loose their home. Younger birds don't do this as they are poor weak flyers at first, so can't go so far away.

I hope you can research how to trap train them, and I am sure more members on here will help you. If you let them out again like you did the first time, you probalby won't be so lucky to get them back.

 

[biophiliac]

Guess what. I got Peach back, but he didn’t come home on his own record.
So apparently him and Kiwi were flying over my great-uncle’s house, and Peach went and hit the window. Kiwi kept on flying. So myuncle goes and puts him in a tree so that the cats don’t get him. He doesn’t go so my uncle brings him inside. Took a picture, sent it to his family.
Family is all like “that’s a white bird, it’s special and holy, keep it,” getting him all up on his high horse. So he was getting attached.
Then him and my aunt go to visit my grandparents. Uncle brings up that he found a white pigeon and my grandma’s all like, “hey, my granddaughter lost a white pigeon yesterday.” And so he shows her the picture and my grandma asks me what my pigeon looks like. I send her a picture and she’s like “oh yeah, that’s him.” My uncles all like, “no, I don’t think that’s him,” because he’s being a greedy bastard wanting to keep my pigeon. Like, we don’t get pigeons where I live, especially not big white ones. So, after they argue for a bit, my grandma returns me my pigeon. Definitely a close call. Peach doesn’t seem hurt at all, which is good. Such a coincidence that he hit my uncles window, who lives about two miles away.

I'm so glad you got him back!