Day 2 of recovery
Daisy's learning how to use her right foot again.
Here's our girl with pins in her leg and a little (more than a little?) wiped out from surgery.
Peach visited the wonderful Dr. Chris Sanders from Wildwood Veterinary Hospital for her splayed left leg. She has been gaining weight, and is no longer a "V" around her breast bone but a healthy "U." The flip-side of this healthy weight gain is her left leg has become more splayed out with the additional weight. But she has problems with both legs such that neither one can straighten out as they should. Her right leg has hardened growths on the bone making it more difficult to stand up, while her left leg has rotated and the tendon slipped so that she can only put weight on a couple toes. Well, creativity to the rescue! Chris created a hard foam wedge to allow more weight to go on the other part of her foot and stabilize her, then kept it in place with some vet wrap. Now we will start the search for a more permanent solution to keep her left leg under her and walk more easily. As for her long lower beak, Chris used a dremel to shorten it to more closely match her broken upper beak...much easier to eat and drink now!
So, she is gaining weight, her broken wing feathers are growing back, and we are working on a type of prosethetic/bracing device for her leg. Such a happy girl with a will to live - what we strive for with every creature at One Tree Sanctuary!
Friday night, 11:30pm. My daughter calls to say there's a chicken sitting next to a box in the median on a busy road, right before the freeway on-ramp. She thinks fast, pulls over, and runs across to pick her up. She is wounded and docile. Very weak. We make a make-shift overnight box for her, find some leftover quinoa and lentils, add some blueberries and a bowl of water. Lights out to let her rest. In the morning, she hadn't moved an inch. Very thin and dehydrated.
Luckily, our coop at the sanctuary was just completed that day! But we had no supplies yet, so my contractor and friend brought some supplies so we could get her situated in a safe place right away. He had built a separate space, we call it our ICU pen, and she settled in with food and water. Since she had been debeaked (her top beak had been shortened) and it was slightly askew, she had trouble eating the pellets. (Debeaking often occurs in the commercial egg-laying industry to reduce problem pecking.) We crushed the pellets and mixed in some scratch. She finally started eating mid-day on Saturday. But she still could not move.
After letting her rest a bit more, we checked her out a little more closely. It looks like she'd been attacked with injuries on her leg and back, but no open wounds. Thank goodness! Finally on Monday, she raised herself up an inch. I was thrilled!
Tuesday, today, I brought her out into the run for some fresh air. She sat unmoving for quite a while, but then she raised herself up another inch, and took a small shuffle-step! She is still quite off-balance and uses her wing for balancing when she tries to raise herself up. But she is definitely on the mend! And she is completely ravenous, eating the crumble like a champ.
She started talking yesterday, and more today. Just when she's trying to get my attention that she wants to be moved. Bet she can't wait to feel all better and walk on her own. And I bet she's lonely and will enjoy her new friends when they come on Saturday!
Day 1...sort of
Our adventure started about 2 years ago with an inkling of an idea. What if...? What if we can provide sanctuary for disregarded creatures, those with special needs yet still sentient beings full of life. What if this sanctuary becomes a sanctuary to explore the giving of oneself to the point of being completely full?
Now we are here. The first building is done, a simple chicken coop, surrounded by a lovely garden in which they can wander and enjoy the vast array of bugs and snacks. Our first resident arrived one day after the coop was complete, a completely serendipitous event. Our next residents will arrive on Saturday. And then we start on the next building, a barn where other special needs farm animals can cohabit. The journey is long but every day is a blessing.