When Ariel Cordova-Rojas rode her bike to Jamaica Bay Wildlife Refuge in Queens, New York, last November, she planned to go hiking and bird-watching. Bingo! A mile into her walk, she spotted a gorgeous female swan near the water's edge. Cordova-Rojas, 30, who had worked at the Wild Bird Fund care center in Manhattan, knew that swans can be aggressive. But as she approached this one, it didn't move.
She was certain that the bird needed medical attention. Cordova-Rojas wrapped her jacket around the bird's head to keep it calm, carefully picked it up, and cradled it in her arms. And then a thought struck her: What do I do now?
Her best bet was the care center, but that was across the East River and clear on the other side of town. How was she going to transport a 17-pound swan on her bike all that way? Luckily, some strangers driving by offered her, her bike, and the swan a lift to a nearby subway station.
On the subway, no one seemed particularly disturbed by the feathered passenger. One guy, says Cordova-Rojas, was "sitting right in front of me on his phone. I don't know if he noticed there was a swan in front of him." And then the animal-care manager picked her up at the subway station. There, staff members determined that the swan might have lead poisoning, caused by eating weights used on fishing lines.
The staff got the swan back up on her feet. She even made a boyfriend at the center—another injured swan. Sadly, the swan got a bacterial infection later. Two months after Cordova-Rojas came to her rescue, she passed away.
It's a disappointing ending, but the real story is just how far some people are willing to go to save a swan in the big city—literally.
