Six years ago, a pale little dove (now named Killer) flew down from the telephone wire outside my house and landed on my arm. He was tame and I was clueless. After feeding him on my front patio for three months, I found Palomacy.

Fast forward to today: Killer and his wife in one aviary, 20 pigeons in another, countless new friends around the world and as many local birds saved as possible. I can’t imagine my life without this work. These days most of my free time is consumed with helping these intelligent, emotional, severely under appreciated beings find the only thing they are looking for: a safe and loving home to enjoy in good health.

As much time as we all give, it doesn’t pay for medical bills, or food, or emergency transport. Many of these birds arrive weak, severely injured and abused- their best chance of survival often requires veterinary care. How many lives we can save is directly tied to how much money we raise…every dollar is meticulously planned for and spent in the most effective way possible. (I know, I’m the Treasurer of the Boare for Palomacy.) If there isn’t enough money, we have to turn birds away. That is the real burden of this job…how can we say no? How can we save more?

Asking for money is hard. We do it because it’s thhe only way we can continue this work, We do it because these little birds have taken hold of our hearts so strongly that we can’t bear to look away when they need us. We are always trying to figure out how to fit one more in, how to afford giving everything to every bird that asks for help (they do ask, it’s called self-rescue). All they have lost or been denied is also everything they have always deserved.

Every…single…dollar,,,counts. Can you help?

Thank you for helping the birds.

Jenna Close, Palomacy Help Group Mod & Board Treasurer