We have spent most of the year looking after young birds and animals. You would think we had all seen enough of them.

This wasn’t the case when a young pigeon was brought in a few days ago. There were 'oohs' and 'aahs' and 'can I feed him?'.

The squab had been found on the road in Kilwinning. He must have fallen from a nest on one of the buildings, and although people were looking up and down and around no-one could see any sign of a nest.

It was too busy to leave the bird on the ground, so here he is, tucked up in a brooder.

This pigeon could be old enough to feed itself, but he’ll have had a tough day and will be missing his sibling.

Pigeons are quite predictable. They always lay two eggs in  a nest.

I used to think this didn’t matter. But you only have to watch young birds in care and you’ll see that there is a lot of interaction between them.

Each bird is constantly nuzzling up against its pal, and after a feed they settle down together.

Our pigeon could be lonely. He is in a cage on his own now while we wait to see if he can feed himself. He looks at seed in the bowl and if we scatter some on the floor he looks interested.

It won’t be long till he learns to pick up seeds for himself. We have another pigeon; soon they will be living together.