Killy
Origin of his name:
Named after the kestrel's call which sounds like "killy, killy, killy..."
Species:
Falco sparverius (American Kestrel)
Status:
Passed away October 4, 2009 after many years as a raptor friend. See Kevin's testament to Killy below.
Rescue Story:
Admitted December of 1997 with a broken right wing. Cause of injury is not known, he was found on the ground in some woods.
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Favorite Photos:
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This portrait of Killy was taken by Kevin Luby. See Kevin's testament below. (This image is not a link.) |
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This photo of Killy and Anne Marie was taken in the winter of '08-'09 near the compost pile. |
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Karen Levang with Killy in December of 2007. |
Favorite Stories:
From Kevin Luby - October 4, 2009:
It pains me to be the one to bear such sad news about our faithful little friend and co-educator Killy, but this morning an animal care volunteer found his lifeless little body down on the floor of the muse. She brought him up wrapped in a towel and I removed his anklets and his body is currently in clinic awaiting interment before the ground freezes. It is an unspoken reality that we knew he was slowly fading but it doesn’t diminish the sadness of his actual passing. We will miss his perky personality but personally I can at least feel the satisfaction of having been able to treat him to those yummy meal worms which he eagerly gobbled up in his last days. That is how I will remember him.
From Anne Marie summer '09:
I don't know if this qualifies as a "story" because it's not about a specific event, but I just want to express general appreciation for Killy. Don't tell the other raptors, but he is my favorite. He has never given me a bit of trouble, in fact, much more often than not he doesn't move from his perch at all when I walk in... he just steps up on my glove and waits for me to finish jessing him. He did that the first time I got him on the glove, and has been pretty consistently easy for me ever since. It's very unusual if he "scoots" across the cage even twice - and that's if he's worked up because of noise or something. He and I are just particularly comfortable with each other... now Juno?... that's another story entirely.