Friday, April 8, 2011

A cold windy update.....

Well, so far all the comments regarding the new look of the blog are positive. I'm not that computer savvy, so I think I did well, considering.

Crash is doing well. We moved him out into the large flight and he's getting around wonderfully. At this point, it looks like release is eminent and I hope to get him banded this coming Monday. I will be taking him back to San Juan county for the release, near a body of water called Recapture Reservoir. There is still plenty of time to head North should that be his desire, but if he chooses to stay in Utah, that would be a great area for him. This photo is him ignoring us in the flight. He does this frequently.

We also had an adult Golden come in from Grand county along I-70 that went through the windshield of a Walmart semi. Rendered the semi undrivable, but sadly, those injuries killed the eagle, not immediately, but within a few hours after being picked up near Moab. He was an adult and I'm sure has a mate wondering what happened to him. There is always a bigger picture in these situations; it's very heartbreaking.

The owls are all still doing well. Still trying to find placement for 2 of them that cannot go back into the wild, due to their injuries. It will take some time as Great Horned owls are numerous in the wild and in educational programs. I'm keeping my fingers crossed!

We also now have an adult male Turkey Vulture in rehab. He came in after being found on the ground in Huntington, Utah. He had 2 horrible fractures, compounded in his humerus. I took some photo's of the x-ray, so I'll include those in this update. We were able to repair those since the fractures were spaced just enough that they didn't involve the nearby joints. His pins and apparatus should be removed here in about 6 weeks.
Poor little guy; migrates back home only to make it here and then be injured. He's been far south for the winter, probably in Central America if not further south. I've named him Hershel. He's a sweetie!

Connie also picked up an adult Eared Grebe, also near Huntington that became downed during a storm there a few days ago. Grebes are completely helpless on the ground. They need water to take off and land. Sometimes, during storms or nights (that's when they fly) when there is a full moon or close to it, wet road look like bodies of water and they land, thinking they're landing on water. When they hit the ground, they're grounded. They occasionally can become injured during these landings as well. Thank goodness, this little one was not.
We released him the next day on a lake near here where the ice has cleared.

Well, that's everything for now.
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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