This is quite a bit off-topic, but I love animals. Like, REALLY love animals. I have SUCKER tattooed across my forehead, I think. The current body count in the house is 3 dogs, 6 cats, and a rabbit. We had guinea pigs, too. They have crossed the rainbow bridge. (and I’m trying to convince the Hubby to let me have some chickens!)
When I was in high school I hand raised the Science Club’s baby cockatiels. Then I went through a training program offered by the Audubon Zoo and became a songbird rehabilitator. I successfully released quite a few!!
So the neighbor girl found a bird with a broken wing Tuesday evening. I had NO idea what this bird was, and no supplies for bleeding/splints. Internet, here I come! It was a Nighthawk! And they eat while flying, posing a very difficult task for feeding.
Thank heavens there was a rehab center only 20 min away!!! This little bird needed a lot more than I could offer. This place was AMAZING!!! A huge pond with ducks, geese, and PELICANS! Yes, pelicans! 2 whites, and 2 browns. One had only a single wing, another had a messed up bill.
Mrs Heck pointed us toward the deer pen before rushing Bob off into her home. I expected a few, but I was SHOCKED when I heard “thunder”. A whole HERD!
One was missing a leg.
She had another pen with chickens and bunnies! I don’t seem to have a picture of that. But I DID get her “guards”!
I’ve been asking around and it appears Mrs Heck is a magician with injured animals. I hope she can work her magic on Bob. I will call later to see if it is still alive.
I wanna be HER when I grow up!!!!!!!