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denI was handed a bronze-wing pigeon today.
It had been shot in the chest by a small caliber weapon.
The wound was open, stinking and granualted, which tells me it was several days old. I'm surprised the bird had survived this long. When the lady found the pigeon it had given up and the ants were attacking. She got off as many as she could and brought it to me. So I pulled the feathers apart, and looked into a chest cavity full of maggots. I've seen some crook things in my time but this beat all of them.
What I saw made me feel ill and angry. For once I was happy to euthanize a bird. What sort or arsehole shoots a native pigeon?
It had been shot in the chest by a small caliber weapon.
The wound was open, stinking and granualted, which tells me it was several days old. I'm surprised the bird had survived this long. When the lady found the pigeon it had given up and the ants were attacking. She got off as many as she could and brought it to me. So I pulled the feathers apart, and looked into a chest cavity full of maggots. I've seen some crook things in my time but this beat all of them.
What I saw made me feel ill and angry. For once I was happy to euthanize a bird. What sort or arsehole shoots a native pigeon?
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Date: 7 Dec 2002 21:35 (UTC)Scott