Tuesday, February 3, 2009

MORE PATIENTS.........................

Time for a quick update.
The new eagle I mentioned on the last post, hit by a coal truck in the area, is doing well. We named him Fremont. He's an immature male Golden. I guess the actual impact was just horrid. It was a double-trailer semi truck that hit him. He had surgery the day after we came into possession. These are his pictures with the post. Hopefully he can be released, but the chances are slim. There were many broken bones involved.
We did get another Golden eagle in a few days ago. She came from the Moab, Utah area. There doesn't appear to be any trauma. Her crop was HUGE and her breath was horrible. It appears that her crop was impacted and the contents started to rot, then she became systemic. We started her on antibiotics and started hydrating her. I massaged her crop and could feel the contents. I could feed bones and god knows what. We just kept hydrating her and massaging her crop and it finally started moving. She finally emptied it out. Yeah!!!!!!!!!!!!!
We started giving her a little meat today, no fur or bones. Her crop is stretched out, but it should get back to it's original size pretty soon. We're going to keep her long enough to give her a good run of antibiotics and then she'll be going home.
We're feeding 5 eagles now and a turkey vulture. My help in Moab, Dave, is feeding two hawks, and Spring is on it's way! The last 3 photo's attached are of the Moab eagle with the crop problem.

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Feathered brothers and sisters, you came to us broken and as you bled…….we saw you desperate, dehydrated, desiccated, diseased, distressed, emaciated, famished, frayed, frightened, helpless, hungry, ragged, ravenous, shaken, shocked, shot, sickly, stressed, stunned, tattered, thirsty, traumatized, torn, weary and wounded. Defiantly, you stood us off with your last breath as we tried to tend to you. We saw you come in as cute, naked, fuzzy, cuddly youth, as mischievous, defiant adolescents, as fierce, regal rulers of the sky and as cunning, maimed elders whose time on earth was almost done. You endeared yourselves to us, bit us, charmed us, footed us, delighted us, hissed at us, talked to us, mantled at us, and graced us with your presence.

Some of you mended and were able to go on your way, never looking back. Some of you were injured in ways that prevented you from going, so you stayed with us to teach us…….And we came to love you. Others were too far gone, and you went home - where you fly free from pain with the Great One. All of you have touched us, and we are changed because of you.

used with permission by Arlene Powers