Phyllis⬆️ Phyllis⬆️ Tig and Phyllis ⬆️ Sonny and Baby Boy⬆️ Baby Boy⬆️ Boogie⬆️ Boogie⬆️ Boogie⬆️ Lola⬆️ Lola & Sonny wearing a fancy hat⬆️ Lola and Phyllis⬆️ Lola and Sonny⬆️ Lola and Sonny this couple ⬆️ Lola⬆️ ⬆️ This photo is just to show how tiny my parakeet is. Sonny & Lola ⬆️ I have lived in New York. Pigeons never really caught my attention. When I was a toddler, my grandfather would bring me to a park and we would feed them. That was the only personal experience I had with pigeons. I lacked the knowledge I have now about pigeons. Pigeons have a bad stigma. The majority of people I encounter who know I now adopt and rescue unreleasable pigeons. Pigeons who can not fly, etc. I live in a apartment building. My doorman called me asking if I could come down to check on a baby pigeon. I’m a Veterinary Technician. I had very little personal experience with pigeons. I walked downstairs and saw the tiniest little squeaker. Desperately squeaking at my doorman. Everywhere he walked she followed. Wings shaking and flapping. This baby had fallen from a tree, or from its nest on someone’s fire escape. She was extremely skinny and malnourished. I brought her with me upstairs, knowing that a big snow storm was headed towards NYC. I offered seeds, and water. She w⬆️as so young she didn’t know how to eat on her own. I walked over to my local pet store and purchased a powdered baby bird formula. I syringe fed her, every half an hour to every hour. I immediately joined a few pages on Facebook, that is dedicated towards educating people and ending the stigma and misconceptions pigeons have. I never intended on keeping her. I wanted her to gain some weight and fly. Before I released her. We bonded quickly. She understood I was trying my best to take care of her. She became very trusting and familiar with humans and had no fear of predatory birds, raccoons, or cats. She was unreleasable. She is the reason I work with birds now. Since then I have adopted more unreleasable pigeons.