366 Returns

This little blue bar is lucky to be alive. When she was only a few days old, her nest mate was more than twice her size. I don't know if she was late hatching and just able to compete with 366 for food but her parents weren't feeding her and then abandoned them both. (Their mother was a strange blue bar hen that showed up this Spring and paired off with my Silver Bar). I fostered out both separately. 363 did well under one of my best breeding pair. 366 was rejected again. They say the pigeons can tell when there's a deficiency and intentionally let some of the weak young die. When I found her on the loft floor, she was cold, her crop was empty and she hand been trampled - a lot! Her body was red and bruised all over. I put her under 2619. She was too weak to raise her head to feed. I didn't figure she would make it, but she did. She was one of the last three I trained out late. I sent her, along with the other late hatches and a couple of birds with short flights on the shorter 165 mile race. She's not a strong flyer and has came in late on training drops. 4 days for 165 miles - not too good. But, she found her way. A lot of times, they get much better after being lost and finding their way back.

Welcome back 366! No you won't be going to Birmingham - not this year anyway. We'll see how she does as a yearling next Spring.