My death's-head is paested on yay!

[den]

I have just picked up from two different houses two galahs who, between them, have:

-have 3 broken wings
-2 broken legs
-at least 1 punctured lung and coughing up blood
-maggots.

One of the birds reeked of decay. I lifted the wing and could see things moving in the wound. The little girl looked at me and asked "What will you do to the bird?" Her mum gave me a haunted look and silently mouthed the word 'Vet.'

"I'll take it to the vet tomorrow," I lied.

So now I have 2 galahs quietly expiring on my back patio.

The other people asked me about who to call about a dog they found in the park. It had been killed, burned and buried, hopefully in that order. I told them to call the RSPCA. I hope they find the owner. I really hope they do.

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[acelightning.livejournal.com]

[dewhitton.livejournal.com]

I think they were hit by cars. That's the main galah predator around here

[mactavish.livejournal.com]

On a trip from Orrorro(ish) to Naracoorte, once, we hit five birds with the car. I've never hit one in the US, never been in a car that's hit one. I have no idea what it is about Australian birds.

But mostly, Den, I was just wrung, reading about the birds and the dogs and what you deal with every day. A dog . . . how could someone do that to a dog? How could someone shoot at birds? (I'm actually okay with shooting at plentiful wild animals for eating, but not for random killing.) You get to see such amazing recoveries and life and pudgy little wombat faces, but you deal with the death too, and it's very brave of you.