Galah rescue
6 January 2006 15:12![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
denLast night after work I rescued a galah from a member of the public. They'd hit the bird in the car and picked it up. The wing was broken, and they knew the wing was broken. You could see the ends of the tibia, radius and ulna poking through the feathers, and there was a lot of blood.
What I don't get is that they've held on to the bird for TWO WEEKS and hoped the wing would get better. They didn't take it to a vet. The ends of 3 bones were poking through the skin and they'd somehow thought the wing would spontaneously fix itself without strapping or pinning or any intervention from a vet.
Because, you know, it's just a galah. But if you're just going to kill it we'd like to keep him as a pet. His name is Jerry. He's eating well and there's nothing wrong with him apart from the wing, of course.
I told them I was taking the bird to the zoo vets. I lied. I euthanased it as soon as I got home. The poor bird might have had a chance two weeks ago, but he was so buggered he died without even fighting me.
What I don't get is that they've held on to the bird for TWO WEEKS and hoped the wing would get better. They didn't take it to a vet. The ends of 3 bones were poking through the skin and they'd somehow thought the wing would spontaneously fix itself without strapping or pinning or any intervention from a vet.
Because, you know, it's just a galah. But if you're just going to kill it we'd like to keep him as a pet. His name is Jerry. He's eating well and there's nothing wrong with him apart from the wing, of course.
I told them I was taking the bird to the zoo vets. I lied. I euthanased it as soon as I got home. The poor bird might have had a chance two weeks ago, but he was so buggered he died without even fighting me.
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Date: 6 Jan 2006 04:16 (UTC)no subject
Date: 6 Jan 2006 04:18 (UTC)bloody Nongs, I'd like to see how _they_ survive with a broken wing,
Did they realise that the wing was defenatly broken? I mean, People don't quite realise what's going on sometimes...
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Date: 6 Jan 2006 04:31 (UTC)no subject
Date: 6 Jan 2006 04:43 (UTC)Should have had them there while you Euthinised their 'pet' =8P
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Date: 6 Jan 2006 08:04 (UTC)Have the best
-=TK
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Date: 6 Jan 2006 04:23 (UTC)no subject
Date: 6 Jan 2006 04:23 (UTC)Bugger.
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Date: 6 Jan 2006 04:33 (UTC)no subject
Date: 6 Jan 2006 04:47 (UTC)no subject
Date: 6 Jan 2006 04:49 (UTC)no subject
Date: 6 Jan 2006 05:08 (UTC)At least you put the poor thing out of its pain and misery.
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Date: 6 Jan 2006 05:15 (UTC)no subject
Date: 6 Jan 2006 06:03 (UTC)no subject
Date: 6 Jan 2006 16:09 (UTC)It has a broken wing where they can *see* the tibia and no vet, let alone a zoo vet? AGH! Here it's knwn that if you have a seriously injured animal or bird, or one that is behavibg in an erratic fashion, you isolate it and call the professionals!
I agree there should be some sort of PSA. People need to know *what to do* because using the brain they have takes so much work:P.
There are times...
Date: 6 Jan 2006 19:35 (UTC)Then I remember it has also produced beings such as yourself, and I realise there is some hope for the species.
Any chance of getting those amoeba brains[1] done under animal cruelty laws?
[1] I'm surprised the one brain cell they do have hasn't died from loneliness.